Soul, A Moving River. Body, The Riverbed.

For Years, Copying Other People, I Tried To Know Myself. From Within, I Couldn't Decide What To Do. Unable To See, I Heard My Name Being Called. Then I Walked Outside.

There Is A Void In Your Soul, Ready To Be Filled. You Feel It, Don't You? You Feel The Separation From The Beloved. Invite Him To Fill You Up, Embrace The Fire.

Keep Your Intelligence White Hot And Your Grief Glistening“ So Your Life Will Stay Fresh.

You Left And I Cried Tears Of Blood. My Sorrow Grows. Its Not Just That You Left. But When You Left My Eyes Went With You. Now, How Will I Cry?

When Soul Rises Into Lips You Feel The Kiss You Have Wanted