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O, beware, my lord, of jealousy;
Faint not, poor soul, in God still trust;
Every man becomes the image of the God he adores.
Ephemera
The female that loves unrequited sleeps, 
He knows all my thoughts. 
Why will we struggle to attain, and strive, 
She hasn’t got it all figured out...far from it, in fact.
No-one loves another 
I love you in my very own way.
THE WEATHER OF LOVE
And what delights can equal those
Just Me, Just Me
Life is but a Weaving” (the Tapestry Poem)
How far away the stars seem, and how far
WHAT IS TRUTH?
And when the Salmon seeks a fresher stream to find;
So sweet and delicious do I become,
I went back to the clanging city, 
There is no greater heaven than the heart of a loving mother
A Mother's love is something 
Your children are not your children.
ENDURANCE
He was a father. That’s what a father does.
Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans
He Is Not Dead
She dried her tears, and they did smile
No one has ever been able to pinpoint the trigger."
A bird sang sweet and strong
there is a place in the heart that
Death is the end of life; ah why 
He is deaf, and keen to accept,
Your children are not your children.
COMPLETELY. 
When I consider how my light is spent
I am the owner of the sphere,
Odd, the words: ‘while away the time’.
It is the mission of each true knight... 
She is catalyst.
Let him go, V. And let him take her where he needs to go."
Gus is the Cat at the Theatre Door.
Spring and Fall: To a Young Child
That time
Yet each man kills the thing he loves,
don’t think that true love means your only love.
Die slowly
What do I fear? Myself? There’s none else by.
I hear they're givin' you a bad reputation
The Lord builds up Jerusalem,
When griping grief the heart doth wound,
I tell you this
He who is in harmony with the Tao
Well any man with a microphone
Life is a valuable and unique opportunity
Drualt took Freya's warm hand,
I do not aim with my hand; he who aims with his hand has forgotten the face of his father.
What does Éloa mean?”
Heart weeps.
Agape doesn't love somebody because they're worthy.
Be not virtuous beyond your powers! And seek nothing from yourselves opposed to probability!...
Okay, okay.” I set my hand on top of his and guide it to my chest, so it’s right over my heart. ... 
October
How sad, a heart that
Aye me, how many perils do enfold
Forget the suffering
The weight of the world
The Prodigal Son
Into each life some rain must fall. 
Were a star quenched on high,For ages would its light,Still travelling downward from the sky,Shine o... 
The counterfeit and counterpart of Nature is reproduced in art. 