Pilgrimage To The Place Of The Wise

You Must Ask For What You Really Want. / Don't Go Back To Sleep. / The Door Is Round And Open. / Don't Go Back To Sleep.

Lots Of Ways To Reach God, I Chose Love.

There Is A Candle In Your Heart, Ready To Be Kindled. There Is A Void In Your Soul, Ready To Be Filled. You Feel It, Don't You?

What Hurts The Soul? To Live Without Tasting The Water Of Its Own Essence.

Iron Was Black And Sheenless, But Cleansing And Polishing Washed Away Its Blackness.