Water The Fruit Trees And

Without Love, All Worship Is A Burden, All Dancing Is A Chore, All Music Is Mere Noise.

The Minute I Heard My First Love Story, I Started Looking For You.

There Are No Edges To My Loving Now.

In Each Moment The Fire Rages, It Will Burn Away A Hundred Veils. And Carry You A Thousand Steps Toward Your Goal.

And You? When Will You Begin That Long Journey Into Yourself?