Only When You Drink From The River

In The Depth Of My Soul There Is A Wordless Song.

You Talk When You Cease To Be At Peace With Your Thoughts.

Give Me An Ear And I Will Give You A Voice.

Many A Doctrine Is Like A Window Pane. We See Truth Through It But It Divides Us From Truth.

A Traveller I Am, And A Navigator, And Everyday I Discover A New Region Within My Soul.