From Cane Reeds, Sugar. From A Worm's

Listen To The Unstruck Sounds, And What Sifts Through That Music.

I Come To You Without Me, Come To Me Without You.

Not The Ones Speaking The Same Language, But The Ones Sharing The Same Feeling Understand Each Other.

I Profess The Religion Of Love, Love Is My Religion And My Faith. My Mother Is Love My Father Is Love My Prophet Is Love My God Is Love I Am A Child Of Love I Have Come Only To Speak Of Love.

When I Run After What I Think I Want, My Days Are A Furnace Of Stress And Anxiety; If I Sit In My Own Place Of Patience, What I Need Flows To Me, And Without Pain. From This I Understand That What I Want Also Wants Me, Is Looking For Me And Attracting Me. There Is A Great Secret Here For Anyone Who Can Grasp It.