What Is Planted In Each Person's Soul

The Moon Has Become A Dancer At This Festival Of Love.

Where Lowland Is, That's Where Water Goes. All Medicine Wants Is Pain To Cure.

Rub Your Eyes, And Look Again At Love, With Love.

Sometimes The Shadow Stays Next To The Light. Sometimes It Disappears Into The Light

There Is A Community Of The Spirit. Join It, And Feel The Delight Of Walking In The Noisy Street And Being The Noise. Drink All Your Passion, And Be A Disgrace. Close Both Eyes To See With The Other Eye.