I Will Find New Meaning In Every

You Believe God Is Not There, But He Is, Hidden In The Secret Of The Divine Mystery

This Is How It Always Is When I Finish A Poem. A Great Silence Overcomes Me And I Wonder Why I Ever Thought To Use Language.

I Love My Friends Neither With My Heart Nor With My Mind. Just In Case... Heart Might Stop. Mind Can Forget. I Love Them With My Soul. Soul Never Stops Or Forgets.

Grace Comes To Forgive And Then Forgive Again.

That Which God Said To The Rose, And Caused It To Laugh In Full-blown Beauty, He Said To My Heart, And Made It A Hundred Times More Beautiful.