Be Grateful For Whoever Comes, Because Each

My Friend, You Thought You Lost Him; That All Your Life You've Been Separated From Him. Filled With Wonder, You've Always Looked Outside For Him, And Haven't Searched Within Your Own House.

We Alchemists Look For Talent That Can Heat Up And Change. Lukewarm Won't Do. Halfhearted Holding Back, Well-enough Getting By? Not Here.

Spirit, Find Your Way, In Seeking Lowness Like A Stream.

And Even If This World Burns Up Hidden Harps Will Still Play Here.

Reason Is The Shadow Cast By God; God Is The Sun.