And Don't Think The Garden Loses Its

Set Your Sights On A Place Higher Than Your Eyes Can See.

O Love, O Pure Deep Love, Be Here, Be Now, Be All – Worlds Dissolve Into Your Stainless Endless Radiance, Frail Living Leaves Burn With Your Brighter Than Cold Stares – Make Me Your Servant, Your Breath, Your Core.

Revile Those Who Flatter You.

The Sweetness And Delights Of The Resting-place Are In Proportion To The Pain Endured On The Journey. Only When You Suffer The Pangs And Tribulations Of Exile Will You Truly Enjoy Your Homecoming.

My Dear Soul, Flee From The Worthless, Stay Close Only To Those With A Pure Heart. Like Attracts Like. A Crow Will Lead You To The Graveyard, A Parrot To A Lump Of Sugar.