Whatever Purifies You Is The Correct Road.

Feel The Delight Of Walking In The Noisy Street And Being The Noise.

Let Yourself Be Silently Drawn By The Strange Pull Of What You Really Love. It Will Not Lead You Astray.

Pale Sunlight, Pale The Wall. Love Moves Away. The Light Changes I Need More Grace Than I Thought.

To Find The Beloved, You Must Become The Beloved.

Every Moment, A Voice, Out Of This World, Calls On Our Soul, To Wake Up And Rise.