Speak With The Language Of Love.

When Water Is Still Like A Mirror It Can Behold The Moon.

We Come Spinning Out Of Nothingness, Scattering Stars Like Dust.

Come To The Root Of The Root Of Your Self

Open Your Eyes, For This World Is Only A Dream.

All Religions, All This Singing, One Song. The Differences Are Just Illusion And Vanity. The Sun’s Light Looks A Little Different On This Wall Than It Does On That Wall, And A Lot Different On This Other One, But It’s Still One Light.