Inside You There's An Artist You Don't

We Are Born Of Love. Love Is Our Mother.

Love Is The Soul's Light, The Taste Of Morning, No Me, No We, No Claim Of Being.

What Is The Heart? It Is Not Human And It Is Not Imaginary. I Call It You.

Pure Souls, Didn’t I Tell You Not To Be Seduced By This Colorful World For I Am The Ultimate Painter.

This World Is Full Of Remedies. But You Have No Remedy Until God Opens A Window For You. You May Not Be Aware Of That Remedy Just Now. In The Hour Of Need It Will Be Made Clear To You. The Prophet Said God Made A Remedy For Every Pain.