When I look at you, I am looking at me . . . In a time or place I have been, or will be.

Real...am I. Only when Thou art with me. Real...I am, Lives in remembrance of Thee.

If only we would cease giving others Reasons to resist our presence, Bear ourselves With what we burden them, Leaving no reason for blame . . . Then . . . that great silent rage Hidden in the human heart Would have to be seen for what it is: Violence looking for a war. Such a discovery would awaken Within the discerning soul The immediate, most intimate need To be the emb...

Dreams of greatness are formed by life undigested, The fleeting stuff of souls untested... Who'd sooner sleep in a fitful peace Than leap into Life's cleansing fires. For there already dwells Greatness uncontested, A Gift beyond time, a Title vested... In the waking hearts of warrior souls Enflamed alone by what God inspires.

"Give me your life, I will give you mine." Such . . . is the Path, If Love you would find.

We are a Sound, making sounds, And in our echo sleep. We are a Form, building forms That we cannot keep. We are a Seed, sowing seeds, Our harvest bittersweet. We are a Light, dark and bright A Rainbow in the Deep.

What we live for, We give to. What we give to, We grow in. What we grow in, We become. What we are becoming Is our life, However we may name it. Only through a change In what we live for Is there a Life beyond becoming.

Without effort to become, there can be no barrier. Without a barrier, there is nothing to overcome. Without that which must be overcome, there is no fear. Without the fear of loss, there is nothing to be gained. With nothing to be gained, there is nothing to be learned. Without that which must be learned, there is no ignorance. Without having to end ignorance, no effort is required. Wit...

Stand, like mountain, Bend, like reed. Surge, like fountain, Wait, like seed. Give, like sunshine, Melt, like snow. Live, like springtime . . . Come and go.

All that I am is revealed... wordlessly In the great court of Now, For without need of a single image I am seen just as I am. There is a gentle, but thorough, judgment here... Balanced in a perfect act of justice without prosecution. Whatever the case in question -- it is quietly put to rest So no defense is necessary. Time served is the sentence before this deliberation...

This special writing complementing Guy's talk of November 21st, 2004, contains hidden treasures that hint at an entirely new way of living.

A battle is waged In the deep of me, An epic struggle 'Tween sand and sea, Where one resists The other, so free... Yet, no loss or gain Marks Eternity.