Do Thou Smile Like The Rose At

We Bury Our Seeds And Wait, Winter Blocks The Road, Flowers Are Taken Prisoner Underground, But Then Green Justice Tenders A Spear

You Think You Are Alive Because You Breathe Air? Shame On You, That You Are Alive In Such A Limited Way. Don't Be Without Love, So You Won't Feel Dead. Die In Love And Stay Alive Forever.

Beauty Surrounds Us, But Usually We Need To Be Walking In A Garden To Know It.

Love Is The Reality, And Poetry Is The Drum.

Only Love Itself Can Explain Love And Lovers.