Joy Lives Concealed In Grief.

Come Out Of The Circle Of Time And Into The Circle Of Love.

What Is Planted In Each Person's Soul Will Sprout.

Know The True Definition Of Yourself. That Is Essential. Then, When You Know Your Own Definition, Flee From It.

Your Hand Opens And Closes And Opens And Closes. If It Were Always A Fist Or Always Stretched Open, You Would Be Paralyzed.

Someone Who Does Not Run Toward The Allure Of Love Walks A Road Where Nothing Lives. But This Dove Here Senses The Love Hawk Floating Above, And Waits, And Will Not Be Driven Or Scared To Safety.