Sell Not Yourself At Little Price, Being

Love Means To Reach For The Sky And With Every Breath To Tear A Hundred Veils. Love Means To Step Away From The Ego, To Open The Eyes Of Inner Vision And Not To Take This World So Seriously

The Morning Wind Spreads Its Fresh Smell. We Must Get Up And Take That In, That Wind That Lets Us Live. Breathe Before It's Gone.

You've Been Walking The Ocean's Edge, Holding Up Your Robes To Keep Them Dry. You Must Dive Naked Under, And Deeper Under, A Thousand Times Deeper!

I Said: What About My Eyes? God Said: Keep Them On The Road. I Said: What About My Passion? God Said: Keep It Burning. I Said: What About My Heart? God Said: Tell Me What You Hold Inside It? I Said: Pain And Sorrow? He Said: Stay With It. The Wound Is The Place Where The Light Enters You.

When I Am Silent, I Fall Into The Place Where Everything Is Music.