Soft you day, be velvet soft, My true love approaches, Look you bright, you dusty sun, Array your golden coaches. Soft you wind, be soft as silk My true love is speaking. Hold you birds, your silver throats, His golden voice I'm seeking. Come you death, in haste, do come My shroud of black be weaving, Quiet my heart, be deathly quiet, My true love is leaving.

Exchange love for hate...Thereby, making the present comfortable and the future promising.

Be courageous, but not foolhardy. Walk proud as you are.

Prepare yourself so that you can be a rainbow in somebody else's cloud.

If you must look back, do so forgivingly. If you will look forward, do so prayerfully. But the wisest course would be to be present in the present gratefully.

The Holy Spirit upon my left leads my feet without ceasing into the camp of the righteous and into the tents of the free.

If you have, give. If you learn, teach.