And How Does God Speak To You?"

How The Holy And The Profane Mix In The Light Of Day And At The End Of Life Is Sometimes The Most Beautiful Thing In This World And A Compassionate Entry Into The Next. After Failure And Defeat, A Concentration Upon Certain Beauties, Though Forever Lost And Unretrievable, Can Lift The Wounded Past Roundedness And The Dying Past Dying, Protecting Them With An Image, Still And Bright, That Will Ride With Them On Their Long Ride, Never To Fade And Never To Retreat.

I'm Not Afraid," Rafi Said. "why Not?" "if I Die Tomorrow It Will Have Been Useless To Have Been Afraid Today.

They're Not Just Dreams. Not Anymore, I Dream More Than I Wake Now, And, At Times, I Have Crossed Over. Can't You See? I've Been There.

Well-timed Silence Is The Most Commanding Expression.

The Treasures Of The Earth Were Movement, Courage, Laughter And Love.