The Images We Create Could Turn Into

Love Is The Sea Where Intellect Drowns.

Your Heart Mirrors Not His Love, Rusty With Your Sins It Is, Remove This Rust And You Shall Perceive How Glorious He Is.

Whatever Sorrow Shakes From Your Heart, Far Better Things Will Take Their Place.

Whosoever Knoweth The Power Of The Dance, Dwelleth In God.

Outside Ideas Of Right Doing And Wrong Doing There Is A Field. I'll Meet You There.