Beyond Ideas, There's A Field. Will You

Rush Out In The Rain To Be Soaked With The Sky.

This Place Is A Dream. Only A Sleeper Considers It Real. Then Death Comes Like Dawn, And You Wake Up Laughing At What You Thought Was Your Grief.

A Seeing Eye Is Better Than Three Hundred Blind Men's: The Eye Can Distinguish Pearls From Pebbles.

Your Heart Mirrors Not His Love, Rusty With Your Sins It Is, Remove This Rust And You Shall Perceive How Glorious He Is.

We Cannot Steal The Fire. We Must Enter It.