Then Outwardly You Are The Small Universe!

Listen, Open A Window To God And Begin To Delight Yourself By Gazing Upon Him Through The Opening.

He Alone Has The Right To Break, For He Alone Has The Power To Mend.

If You Find The Mirror Of The Heart Dull, The Rust Has Not Been Cleared From Its Face.

Inside Of Us, There's A Continual Autumn. Our Leaves Fall And Are Blown Out Over The Water.

Your Heart Knows The Way. Run In That Direction.