Inside You There's An Artist You Don't

Come Sit With Me! Let Us Drink The Holy Wine Of Happiness.

Join The Community Of Saints And Know The Delight Of Your Own Soul. Enter The Ruins Of Your Heart And Learn The Meaning Of Humility.

Why Are You So Enchanted By This World, When A Mine Of Gold Lies Within You?

We Are All The Same Listen To The Reeds As They Sway Apart; Hear Them Speak Of Lost Friends. At Birth, You Were Cut From Your Bed, Crying And Grasping In Separation. Everyone Listens, Knowing Your Song. You Yearn For Others Who Know Your Name, And The Words To Your Lament. We Are All The Same, All The Same, Longing To Find Our Way Back; Back To The One, Back To The Only One.

The Fault Is In The One Who Blames. Spirit Sees Nothing To Criticize.