Keep On Knocking 'til The Joy Inside

There Are Many Ways To The Divine. I Have Chosen The Ways Of Song, Dance, And Laughter.

With Each Passing Moment, A Soul Sets Off To Find Itself.

To Wander In The Fields Of Flowers, Pull The Thorns From Your Heart.

Many Have Been Led Astray By The Qur'an: By Clinging To That Rope Many Have Fallen Into The Well. There Is No Fault In The Rope, O Perverse Man, For It Was You Who Had No Desire To Reach The Top.

Never Be Without Remembrance Of Him, For His Remembrance Gives Strength And Wings To The Bird Of The Spirit.