Forget Every Touch Or Sound That Did

I Do Not Know Who Lives Here In My Chest, Or Why The Smile Comes. I Am Not Myself, More The Bare Green Knob Of A Rose That Lost Every Leaf And Petal To The Morning Wind.

While Still In The Cage Of Your Being Behold The Spirit Bird Before It Flies Away.

There Is A Life-force Within Your Soul, Seek That Life.

The Final Flight Make Your Last Journey From This Strange World Soar For The Heights Where There Is No More God Has Created Your Wings Not To Be Dormant As Long As You Are Alive You Must Try More And More To Use Your Wings To Show You're Alive.

If Only You Knew What Bliss I Find In Being Nothing.