Believe In Love's Infinite Journey, For It

Love Is The Treasure The Temple Of Love Is Not Love Itself; True Love Is The Treasure, Not The Walls About It. Do Not Admire The Decoration, But Involve Yourself In The Essence, The Perfume That Invades And Touches You- The Beginning And The End. Discovered, This Replaces All Else, The Apparent And The Unknowable. Time And Space Are Slaves To This Presence.

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

A Warm, Rainy Day-this Is How It Feels When Friends Get Together. Friend Refreshes Friend Then, As Flowers Do Each Others, In A Spring Rain.

When I Die, I Shall Soar With Angels, And When I Die To The Angels, What I Shall Become You Cannot Imagine.

Submit To Love Without Thinking, As The Sun Rose This Morning Recklessly Extinguishing Our Star-candle Minds.