God Looks Not At Your Form, Nor

Everyone Turns Toward Someone. Look For One Scarred By The King's Polo Stick.

If You Are Seeking, Seek Us With Joy For We Live In The Kingdom Of Joy. Do Not Give Your Heart To Anything Else But To The Love Of Those Who Are Clear Joy, Do Not Stray Into The Neighborhood Of Despair. For There Are Hopes: They Are Real, They Exist – Do Not Go In The Direction Of Darkness – I Tell You: Suns Exist.

Be Quiet Now And Wait. It May Be That The Ocean One, The One We Desire So To Move Into And Become, Desires Us Out Here On Land A Little Longer, Going Our Sundry Roads To The Shore.

Sorrows Are The Rags Of Old Clothes And Jackets That Serve To Cover, And Then Are Taken Off. That Undressing, And The Beautiful Naked Body Underneath, Is The Sweetness That Comes After Grief.

Let People Catch Something From Your Heart That Will Cause No Discomfort, But Help Them To Sing.