Life S Picture Is Constantly

Beauty Surrounds Us.

This Poetry. I Never Know What I'm Going To Say.

I Want To Be Where Your Bare Foot Walks, Because Maybe Before You Step, You'll Look At The Ground. I Want That Blessing

Your Body Is Woven From The Light Of Heaven.

How Should Spring Bring Forth A Garden On Hard Stone? Become Earth, That You May Grow Flowers Of Many Colors. For You Have Been Heart-breaking Rock. Once, For The Sake Of Experiment, Be Earth!