Flow Down And Down In

Be A Helpful Friend, And You Will Become A Green Tree With Always New Fruit, Always Deeper Journeys Into Love.

The World Is A Mirror, An Imaging Of Love's Perfection.

There Is A Morning Inside You Waiting To Burst Open Into Light.

You Fill Yourself With The Sharp Pain Of Love, Rather Than Its Fulfillment.

I Seem Restless, But Am Deeply At Ease. Branches Tremble; The Roots Are Still.