Am I Less Man Because I Believe

The Song Of The Voice Is Sweet, But The Song Of The Heart Is The Pure Voice Of Heaven.

Say Not, I Have Found The Path Of The Soul Say Rather, I Have Met The Soul Walking Upon My Path.

It Is Not The Sap Within The Furrowed Bark, Nor A Wing Attached To A Claw, But Rather A Garden Forever In Bloom And A Flock Of Angels Forever In Flight.

For Reason, Ruling Alone, Is A Force Confining; And Passion, Unattended, Is A Flame That Burns To Its Own Destruction.

Let There Be Spaces In Your Togetherness...just As Strings Of A Lute Dance Alone Though They Quiver With The Same Music.