You Cannot Laugh And Be Unkind At

Between What Is Said And Not Meant, And What Is Meant And Not Said, Most Of Love Is Lost.

When You Work You Are A Flute Through Whose Heart The Whispering Of The Hours Turns To Music. Which Of You Would Be A Reed, Dumb And Silent, When All Else Sings Together In Unison?

The Sea That Calls All Things Unto Her Cals Me, And I Must Embark.

There Must Be Something Strangely Sacred About Salt. It Is In Our Tears And In The Sea.

In The Depth Of My Soul There Is A Wordless Song.