Life Without Love Is Like A Tree

In The Autumn I Gathered All My Sorrows And Buried Them In My Garden. And When April Returned And Spring Came To Wed The Earth, There Grew In My Garden Beautiful Flowers Unlike All Other Flowers. And My Neighbors Came To Behold Them, And They All Said To Me, "when Autumn Comes Again, At Seeding Time, Will You Not Give Us Of The Seeds Of These Flowers That We May Have Them In Our Gardens?"

My Loneliness Was Born When Men Praised My Talkative Faults And Blamed My Silent Virtues.

Then It Is Also In My Heart To Be Worthy Of Your Hate.

You Are Far, Far Greater Than You Know - And All Is Well.

Your Fear Of Death Is But The Trembling Of The Shepherd When He Stands Before The King Whose Hand Is To Be Laid Upon Him In Honour.