The Images We Create Could Turn Into

There Is Only One Search: Wandering... No Dogma And No Heresy.

There's A Path From Your Heart To Mine.

A Warm, Rainy Day-this Is How It Feels When Friends Get Together. Friend Refreshes Friend Then, As Flowers Do Each Others, In A Spring Rain.

Nothing Can Nourish The Soul But Light.

Your Hand Opens And Closes And Opens And Closes. If It Were Always A Fist Or Always Stretched Open, You Would Be Paralyzed.