Forget The Future. I'd Worship Someone Who

For Those Who Realize That Everything Is From God, Everything Is The Same.

The Wine Of This Fleeting World Caused Your Head To Ache.

What A Joy, To Travel The Way Of The Heart

I Am A Child Whose Teacher Is Love Surely My Master Won't Let Me Grow To Be A Fool.

You Are The Soul And The Medicine For What Wounds The Soul.