The one who looks to me for strength, Is not without my own, The one who calls on me for peace, Finds quietude is sown, The one who reaches for my hand, Will never walk alone, The one who comes to me for love, His heart is made my Home.

Before I dream may I hope for you. Before I long may I reach for you. Before I judge may I listen to you. Before I rush may I rest with you. Before I shout may I call on you. Before I doubt may I hear from you. Before I brag may I point to you. Before I fear may I trust in you. Before I act may I remember you... So that in these things, in all I do, It is not I that am first,...

Life will fill Whatever you empty... And whatever you fill, Life will empty. That's the code; The hidden conduct of contentment Wrapped in mystery, Filled with contradiction. No sense in trying to save yourself By holding out; Nothing you have held onto Has filled the hole, has it? Then be hollow. Let the winds of change Play you instead of punish you. Give it away!...