Judge The Moth By The

Any One In Love Will Have No Religion.

There Are Many Winds Full Of Anger, And Lust And Greed. They Move The Rubbish Around, But The Solid Mountain Of Our True Nature Stays Where It's Always Been.

My Religion Is, To Live Through Love.

How Do I Know Who I Am Or Where I Am? How Could A Single Wave Locate Itself In An Ocean.

I Hear A Drum In My Soul's Ear Coming From The Depth Of The Stars.