When Someone Is Counting Out

Where There Is Ruin, There Is Hope For A Treasure.

Be A Helpful Friend, And You Will Become A Green Tree With Always New Fruit, Always Deeper Journeys Into Love.

Patience Is The Key To Joy.

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 Their Seeking, Wisdom And Madness Are One And The Same. On The Path Of Love, Friend And Stranger Are One And The Same.