Just Washed, How Chill The White Leeks!

Not To Think Of Yourself / As Someone Who Did Not Count -- / Festival Of The Souls.

If I Had The Knack I'd Sing Like Cherry Flakes Falling

The Universe And Its Beings Are A Complementarity Of Empty Infinity, Intimate Interrelationships, And Total Uniqueness Of Each And Every Being.

Every Day Is A Journey, And The Journey Itself Is Home.

Orchidbreathing Incense Into Butterfly's Wings