The Return (השיבה)

Moses As Warrior-Sculptor, Carving The Cliff Face (Strength To Strength)

Seven By Seventy-Two Angels Parading Across The Tip Of My Knife

Calling Hidden Signs As Poems Reversed

Preparing For The Ceremony But My Hair Is A Mess And My Dress Is Torn

Telling Stories Has Never Been As Easy As This (Eyes And Lips Bound By The Freedom Of The Word)

One For The Lost Shepherds, Whose Flock Doesn't Yet Exist

Stardust And Long Forgotten Loved Ones

The Proud Crowns On The Heads Of Drunkards, Those Wilted Flowers Are His Glorious Beauty