Suffer not long the tokens of servitude desperately seeking twilight and outrage, for we are not lost upon the battlefield, only gaining our perspective again.

Stable ground awaits those who trust profoundly.

Leave the way where rocks and thorns deter the path, keeping the faith undisturbed.

Listen in the quiet places that nourish the soul.

When water and wind overwhelm and the road is full of thorns, see with your inner sight.

We are walking alone and yet never alone.

The rivers and tides are strong but not as strong as God.