Let's Get Away From All

I Want To Sing Like The Birds Sing, Not Worrying About Who Hears Or What They Think.

If We Come To Sleep We Are His Drowsy Ones And If We Come To Wake We Are In His Hands If We Come To Weeping We Are His Cloud Full Of Raindrops And If We Come To Laughing We Are His Lightning In That Moment If We Come To Anger And Battle It Is The Reflection Of His Wrath And If We Come To Peace And Pardon It Is The Reflection Of His Love Who Are We In This Complicated World?

The Soul Has Been Given Its Own Ears To Hear Things Mind Does Not Understand.

All My Feelings Have The Color You Desire To Paint.

Dance, And Make Joyous The Love Around You. Dance, And Your Veils Which Hide The Light Shall Swirl In A Heap At Your Feet.