What A Joy, To Travel The Way

I Am An Ark In The Swift Flood Of Time, And My Companions, A Fellowship. Who Throws In With Us Sails Into Light.

All My Feelings Have The Color You Desire To Paint.

Don't Put Blankets Over The Drum! Open Completely. Let Your Spirit Ear Listen To The Green Dome's Passionate Murmur.

Feel The Delight Of Walking In The Noisy Street And Being The Noise.

Before Death Takes Away What You Are Given, Give Away What There Is To Give.