I Once Had A Thousand

I Want To Sing Like The Birds Sing, Not Worrying About Who Hears Or What They Think.

O, Great Spirit, Open My Eyes, Open Heart's Wings, Open My Ears To Your Voice In All Things.

Your Longing For Me Is My Message To You, All Your Attempts To Reach Me, Are In Reality My Attempts To Reach You.

Your Eyelashes Will Write On My Heart The Poem That Could Never Come From The Pen Of A Poet.

I Am The Dust In The Sunlight, I Am The Ball Of The Sun . . . I Am The Mist Of Morning, The Breath Of Evening . . . . I Am The Spark In The Stone, The Gleam Of Gold In The Metal . . . . The Rose And The Nightingale Drunk With Its Fragrance. I Am The Chain Of Being, The Circle Of The Spheres, The Scale Of Creation, The Rise And The Fall. I Am What Is And Is Not . . . I Am The Soul In All.