This place where you are right now, God circled on a map for you.
Come, for the House of Hope is built on sand: bring wine, for the fabric of life is as weak as the wind.
On the neck of a young man sparkles no gem so gracious as enterprise.
Only heart to heart can speak the bliss of mystic knowers.
Now that all your worry has proved such an unlucrative business. Why not find a better job.
Do not surrender your grief so quickly Let it cut more deeply Let it ferment and season you As few human or divine ingredients can Something is missing in my heart tonight That has made my eyes so soft And my voice so tender And my need of God so absolutely clear.