Pale Sunlight, Pale The Wall. Love Moves

Don't Run Away From Grief, O’ Soul/ Look For The Remedy Inside The Pain/ Because The Rose Came From The Thorn/ And The Ruby Came From A Stone.

A Wealth You Cannot Imagine Flows Through You. Do Not Consider What Strangers Say. Be Secluded In Your Secret Heart-house, That Bowl Of Silence.

Don't Dismiss The Heart, Even If It's Filled With Sorrow. God's Treasures Are Buried In Broken Hearts.

When You Have Indulged A Lust, Your Wing Drops Off; You Become Lame, Abandoned By A Fantasy. …people Fancy They Are Enjoying Themselves, But They Are Really Tearing Out Their Wings For The Sake Of An Illusion.

Be Crumbled. So Wild Flowers Will Come Up Where You Are. You Have Been Stony For Too Many Years. Try Something Different. Surrender.