Bring The Sky Beneath Your

This Is Now. Now Is, All There Is. Don't Wait For Then; Strike The Spark, Light The Fire.

Oh Soul! You Worry Too Much. Your Arms Are Heavy With Treasures Of All Kinds.

I Am Bewildered By The Magnificence Of Your Beauty; And Wish To See You With A Hundred Eyes . . . I Am In The House Of Mercy, And My Heart Is A Place Of Prayer.

We Gather At Night To Celebrate Being Human. Sometimes We Call Out Low To The Tambourine. Fish Drink The Sea, But The Sea Does Not Get Smaller! We Eat The Clouds And Evening Light. We Are Slaves Tasting The Royal Wine.

Your Heart Mirrors Not His Love, Rusty With Your Sins It Is, Remove This Rust And You Shall Perceive How Glorious He Is.