The Gifts Of Lovers To One Another

Longing Is The Core Of Mystery. Longing Itself Brings The Cure. The Only Rule Is, Suffer The Pain. Your Desires Must Be Disciplined And What You Want To Happen In Time, Sacrificed.

If It Is Bread That You Seek, You Will Have Bread. If It Is The Soul You Seek, You Will Find The Soul. If You Understand This Secret, You Know You Are That Which You Seek.

Whatever Sorrow Shakes From Your Heart, Far Better Things Will Take Their Place.

Bring Anger And Pride Under Your Feet, Turn Them Into A Ladder And Climb Higher.

We Are All The Same Listen To The Reeds As They Sway Apart; Hear Them Speak Of Lost Friends. At Birth, You Were Cut From Your Bed, Crying And Grasping In Separation. Everyone Listens, Knowing Your Song. You Yearn For Others Who Know Your Name, And The Words To Your Lament. We Are All The Same, All The Same, Longing To Find Our Way Back; Back To The One, Back To The Only One.