The Cure For Pain Is In The

The Moment I First Heard Love I Gave Up My Soul, My Heart, And My Eyes.

The Meaning Of Poetry Has No Sureness Of Direction; Is Like The Sling, It Is Not Under Control.

Go To The Well Of Deep Love Inside Each Of Us.

Knock, And He'll Open The Door Vanish, And He'll Make You Shine Like The Sun Fall, And He'll Raise You To The Heavens Become Nothing, And He'll Turn You Into Everything.

No One In The Entire World Is As Precious As You Are.