The Satiated Person And The

Work In The Invisible World At Least As Hard As You Do In The Visible.

There’s A Morning When Presence Comes Over Your Soul. You Sing Like A Rooster In Your Earth-colored Shape. Your Heart Hears And, No Longer Frantic, Begins To Dance.

In His Mind She Lay At His Lap With His Fingers Gliding Thru Her Straight Beautiful Hair. He Smiles And Says" Your Beauty Lights Up Everything Around You.

Lovers Move Like Lightning And Wind. No Contest. Theologians Mumble, Rumble-dumble, Necessity And Free Will, While Lover And Beloved Pull Themselves Into Each Other.

I Always Thought That I Was Me — But No, I Was You And Never Knew It.