All Is Known In The Sacredness Of

Wherever Water Flows, Life Flourishes: Wherever Tears Fall, Divine Mercy Is Shown.

Drum Sound Rises On The Air, Its Throb, My Heart. A Voice Inside The Beat Says, "i Know You're Tired, But Come. This Is The Way.

All That You Think Is Rain Is Not. Behind The Veil Angels Sometimes Weep.

How Do I Know Who I Am Or Where I Am? How Could A Single Wave Locate Itself In An Ocean.

There Are Thousands Of Wines That Can Take Over Our Minds. Don't Think All Ecstasies Are The Same!