Ashford To Liverpool Station

caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun

and descend to your roots and shake them in an embrace with the land.
wheat sheaves As he joins you yourselves. I
tears to undress. I
looms, to free you of your coverage. I sprayed to turn to white.
I knead, until you are flexible and docile. And I then assigned to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast
.
All this will make love to you so that you may know the secrets of your heart and
become, by that knowledge, in a fragment of Life's heart.
But if in your fear, seek only peaceis "yes."
And when he is silent, do not stop your heart to hear her heart
For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born and shared
in spontaneous joy.
When you separate yourselves from a friend, do not suffer;
Because what you love most in him was clear in his absence, as the mountain is clearer from the plain to the mountain
. And do not let
more purpose in friendship to the deepening of the spirit.
For love that seeks only to clarify its own mystery is not love but a net
thrown, and caught only what is useless.
And let you be the best for your friend. If he must know the ebblma keep
truth of your heart as the taste of wine is remembered.
When the pain is forgotten and the vessel no longer exists.