Criticism Polishes My Mirror.

You, Ignorant Of The Way Of Love, Set Me Free.

And He Misses Her Like A Wind Starved Sail He Sits Knowing What Direction To Go But The Current Keeps Pulling Him Down River.

Every Door Is Another Passage, Another Boundary We Have To Go Beyond.

There Is A Life In You, Search That Life, Search The Secret Jewel In The Mountain Of Your Body.

If The Spiritual Universe And The Way To It Were Shown, No One Would Remain In This World For A Single Moment.