Lamps Are Different, But Light Is The

There Is No Room For Hypocrisy. Why Use Bitter Soup For Healing When Sweet Water Is Everywhere?

Every Tree, Every Growing Thing As It Grows, Says This Truth, You Harvest What You Sow.

Love, The Life-giving Garden Of This World.

Every Need Brings In What's Needed. Pain Bears Its Cure Like A Child.

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.