To Praise Is To Praise How One

Lo, For I To Myself Am Unknown, Now In God's Name What Must I Do?

When Water Gets Caught In Habitual Whirlpools, Dig A Way Out Through The Bottom Of The Ocean.

Whosoever Knoweth The Power Of The Dance, Dwelleth In God.

We Are Born Of Love. Love Is Our Mother.

When One Sense Perceives The Hidden, The Invisible World Becomes Apparent To The Whole.