love is the every only god

and nothing quite so least as truth -i say though hate were why men breathe- because my father lived his soul love is the whole and more than all

love is more thicker than forget :it is more sane and sunly and more it cannot die than all the sky which only is higher than the sky

my father moved through dooms of love through sames of am through haves of give singing each morning out of each night my father moved through depths of height

That God of the clergymen, He is for me as dead as a doornail. But am I an atheist for all that? The clergymen consider me as such - be it so; but I love, and …

Loved once for ever loved: how surely sounds This gospel to me since I learned to list Truth from thy lips, mine own evangelist. What thought presumes to set n…

Cease, cease, wayward Mortal! I dare not unveil The shadows that float o'er Eternity's vale; Nought waits for the good but a spirit of Love, That will hail the…