Be An Empty Page, Untouched By Words.

Joy Lives Concealed In Grief.

Your Legs Will Get Heavy And Tired. Then Comes A Moment Of Feeling The Wings You've Grown, Lifting.

The Morning Wind Spreads Its Fresh Smell. We Must Get Up And Take That In, That Wind That Lets Us Live. Breathe Before It's Gone.

I Have No Companion But Love, No Beginning, No End, No Dawn. The Soul Calls From Within Me: 'you, Ignorant Of The Way Of Love, Set Me Free.'

This Love Has Whispered Secrets In Your Ear That Don't Make Sense To Anybody Else. You Know Who You Are. You Are The Shining Star.