O, Happy The Soul That

I Turn All Thorn Then, But You Come Back Again And Make My Thorniness Fragrant And Pink And Petaled.

Wisdom Tells Us We Are Not Worthy; Love Tells Us We Are. My Life Flows Between The Two.

There Is A Light Seed Grain Inside. You Fill It With Yourself, Or It Dies.

I Am Merely A Guest, Born In This World To Know The Secrets That Lie Beyond It.

Whoever's Calm And Sensible Is Insane!