The Morning Wind Spreads Its Fresh Smell.

Believe In Love's Infinite Journey, For It Is Your Own, For You Are Love. Love Is Life

All Religions, All This Singing, One Song. The Differences Are Just Illusion And Vanity. The Sun’s Light Looks A Little Different On This Wall Than It Does On That Wall, And A Lot Different On This Other One, But It’s Still One Light.

Lovers O Lovers, Lovers It Is Time To Set Out From The World. I Hear A Drum In My Soul's Ear Coming From The Depths Of The Stars. Our Camel Driver Is At Work; The Caravan Is Being Readied. He Asks That We Forgive Him For The Disturbance He Has Caused Us, He Asks Why We Travellers Are Asleep. Everywhere The Murmur Of Departure; The Stars, Like Candles Thrust At Us From Behind Blue Veils, And As If To Make The Invisible Plain, A Wondrous People Have Come Forth.

Christian, Jew, Muslim, Shaman, Zoroastrian, Stone, Ground, Mountain, River, Each Has A Secret Way Of Being With The Mystery, Unique And Not To Be Judged.

My Soul Is My Guide, For My Soul Is Of That Abode. I Will Not Speak Of The Earthly. I Am Of The Unknown