When I Am Silent, I

Every Moment A Taste Of That Beauty In Our Mouths, Another Stashed In A Pocket. Impossible To Say What: No Cypress So Handsome, No Sunlight, A Lonely Hiddenness. Other Pleasure Gathers A Crowd, Starts A Fight, Lots Of Noise There. But Soul Beauty Stays Quiet..his Amazing Whereabouts Unknown Inside My Heart.

Indeed Envy Is A Defect; Worse Than Any Other.

I Lost Everything I Have, Found Myself.

There Are Many Ways To The Divine. I Have Chosen The Ways Of Song, Dance, And Laughter.

Keep Walking, Though There's No Place To Get To. Don't Try To See Through The Distances. That's Not For Human Beings. Move Within, But Don't Move The Way Fear Makes You Move.