When I Speak My Lips Feel Cold

First Snow-falling-on The Half-finished Bridge.

Learn How To Listen As Things Speak For Themselves.

The Temple Bell Stops But I Still Hear The Sound Coming Out Of The Flowers.

No Matter Where Your Interest Lies, You Will Not Be Able To Accomplish Anything Unless You Bring Your Deepest Devotion To It.

The Moon Is Brighter Since The Barn Burned.