Flowers Every Night Blossom In The Sky;

Love Is A Madman, Working His Wild Schemes, Tearing Off His Clothes, Running Through The Mountains...

Concentrate On The Essence, Concentrate On The Light.

God (in His Mercy) Accepts False Coin.

And You? When Will You Begin That Long Journey Into Yourself?

O Love, O Pure Deep Love, Be Here, Be Now, Be All.