Suffering Is A Gift; In Its Hidden

Now I Am Sober And There's Only The Hangover And The Memory Of Love.

When Someone Mentions The Gracefulness Of The Night Sky, Climb Up On The Roof And Dance And Say, Like This?

Someday Our Souls Will Be One And Our Union Will Be Forever. I Know That Everything I Give You Comes Back To Me. So I Give You My Life , Hoping That You Will Come Back To Me.

How Will You Know The Difficulties Of Being Human, If You Are Always Flying Off To Blue Perfection? Where Will You Plant Your Grief Seeds? Workers Need Ground To Scrape And Hoe, Not The Sky Of Unspecified Desire.

Your Kindness Cannot Be Said. You Open Doors In The Sky. You Ease The Heart And Make God's Qualities Visible.