A Soul Which Is Not Clothed With

The Breath Of The Flute Player: Does It Belong To The Flute?

Flowers Open Every Night Across The Sky, A Breathing Peace, And Sudden Flame Catching.

I Love My Friends Neither With My Heart Nor With My Mind. Just In Case... Heart Might Stop. Mind Can Forget. I Love Them With My Soul. Soul Never Stops Or Forgets.

Giving Thanks For Abundance Is Sweeter Than The Abundance Itself.

You Are A Lover Of Your Own Experience ... Not Of Me ... You Turn To Me To Feel Ur Own Emotion