And If You Would Know

Men Would Bless You Or Curse You; The Curse, A Protest Against Failure, The Blessing, A Hymn Of The Hunter Who Comes Back From The Hills With Provision For His Mate.

Your Body Is The Harp Of The Soul.

The Just Is Close To The People's Heart, But The Merciful Is Close To The Heart Of God.

He Alone Is Great Who Turns The Voice Of The Wind Into A Song Made Sweeter By His Own Loving.

He Who Has Not Looked On Sorrow Will Never See Joy. [for Without Sorrow How Would You Know What Joy Is? Contrast Provides Peceptive Clarity]