The Radiant One In Me Has Never

Even Though You Tie A Hundred Knots, The String Remains One.

All Day I Think About It, Then At Night I Say It. Where Did I Come From, And What Am I Supposed To Be Doing? I Have No Idea. My Soul Is From Elsewhere, I’m Sure Of That,and I Intend To End Up There. Who Looks Out With My Eyes? What Is The Soul? I Cannot Stop Asking. If I Could Taste One Sip Of An Answer, I Could Break Out Of This Prison For Drunks. I Didn’t Come Here Of My Own Accord, And I Can’t Leave That Way. Whoever Brought Me Here, Will Have To Take Me Home.

Let The Beauty Of What You Love Be What You Do.

I Am Your Own Voice Echoing Off The Walls Of God

Don't Be Satisfied With Stories, How Things Have Gone With Others. Unfold Your Own Myth.