Open Your Arms If You Want The

Sing To Me In The Silence Of Your Heart And I Will Rise Up To Hear Your Triumphant Song.

Physical Existence Is So Cramped.we Grow Old And Bent Over Like Embryos.nine Months Passes;it Is Time To Be Born. The Lamb Wants To Graze Green Daylight. There Are Ways Of Being Born Twice,of Coming To Where You Fly,not Individually Like Birds, But As The Sun Moves With His Bride,sincerity.

Even When Tied In A Thousand Knots, The String Is Still But One.

Rise Up Nimbly And Go On Your Strange Journey!

That Which God Said To The Rose, And Caused It To Laugh In Full-blown Beauty, He Said To My Heart, And Made It A Hundred Times More Beautiful.