And If You Are A Rose, I

You Run Back And Forth Listening For Unusual Events, Peering Into The Faces Of Travelers. "why Are You Looking At Me Like A Madman?" I Have Lost A Friend. Please Forgive Me.

Walk Out Like Someone Suddenly Born Into Colour. Do It Now.

A True Lover Is Proved Such By His Pain Of Heart! No Sickness Is There Like Sickness Of Heart!!!

Look At The Moon In The Sky, Not The One In The Lake.

The Wound Is The Place Where The Light Enters You.