Open Your Eyes, For This World Is

All Language Is A Longing For Home.

You Were Born With Wings, Why Prefer To Crawl Through Life?

What Will Our Children Do In The Morning If They Do Not See Us Fly?

On The Way There Is No Harder Pass Than This: Fortunate Is He Who Does Not Carry Envy As A Companion.

Be Kind To Yourself, Dear - To Our Innocent Follies. Forget Any Sounds Or Touch You Knew That Did Not Help You Dance. You Will Come To See That All Evolves Us.