Prayer Clears The Mist And Brings Back

The Gates Made Of Light Swing Open. You See In.

The Minute I Heard My First Love Story, I Started Looking For You.

Bathe In The Splendor Of Your Own Light.

There Are Many Ways To The Divine. I Have Chosen The Ways Of Song, Dance, And Laughter.

I Said To The Night, "if You Are In Love With The Moon, It Is Because You Never Stay For Long." The Night Turned To Me And Said, "it Is Not My Fault. I Never See The Sun, How Can I Know That Love Is Endless?