You Cannot Laugh And Be

Your Hearts Know In Silence The Secrets Of The Days And The Nights.

The Significance Of A Man Is Not In What He Attains, But Rather What He Longs To Attain.

Thus With My Lips Have I Denounced You, While My Heart, Bleeding Within Me, Called You Tender Names. It Was Love Lashed By Its Own Self That Spoke. It Was Pride Half Slain That Fluttered In The Dust. It Was My Hunger For Your Love That Raged From The Housetop, While My Own Love, Kneeling In Silence, Prayed Your Forgiveness.

And As A Single Leaf Turns Not Yellow But With The Silent Knowledge Of The Whole Tree.

If In The Twilight Of Memory We Should Meet Once More,we Shall Speak Again Together And You Shall Sing To Me A Deeper Song. And If Our Hands Should Meet In Another Dream We Shall Build Another Tower In The Sky.