When A Man Makes Up A Story

That Hurt We Embrace Becomes Joy. Call It To Your Arms Where It Can Change.

Study Me As Much As You Like, You Will Not Know Me, For I Differ In A Hundred Ways From What You See Me To Be. Put Yourself Behind My Eyes And See Me As I See Myself, For I Have Chosen To Dwell In A Place You Cannot See.

You Wander From Room To Room Hunting For The Diamond Necklace That Is Already Around Your Neck!

I Am An Ark In The Swift Flood Of Time, And My Companions, A Fellowship. Who Throws In With Us Sails Into Light.

The Waterwheel Accepts Water And Turns And Gives It Away, Weeping.