We love life; not because we are used to living,
but because we are used to loving.
Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche (1844-1900)
I
The Natural Religion
Value comes not in difference
But in the mystery that makes distinct
Needs, wants, wills and wiles
It will take courage
To smallen the time
Between what we do
And what we know
And what we say
Needs, wants, wills and wiles
The life that lives us
Is a person, as well
Like you and me
Needs, wants, wills and wiles
You have a name
You call yourself
There is one name that calls you, my love
One distinct from all others
Needs, wants, wills and wiles
For there is a mystery that moves amongst
The shapes and sights and sounds unholy
If I can but lose
My adoration for this spirit
So that I might win your heart
Might I win the mystery
Of my own heart
And commit my life to
The very laws of nature
Mercy, Pity, Peace and Love