Limp Along Until Your Legs Are Spent,

I Am So Close, I May Look Distant. So Completely Mixed With You, I May Look Separate. So Out In The Open, I Appear Hidden. So Silent, Because I Am Constantly Talking With You.

Move Outside The Tangle Of Fear-thinking. Live In Silence.

The Wailing Of Broken Hearts Is The Doorway To God.

We Owe Thankfulness To God, Not Sour Faces.

Shams, My Body Is A Candle Touched With Fire.