There Is A Window From One Heart

I Am A Drunkard From Another Kind Of Tavern. I Dance To A Silent Tune. I Am The Symphony Of Stars.

And So It Is, That Both The Devil And The Angelic Spirit Present Us With Objects Of Desire To Awaken Our Power Of Choice.

Beauty Is The Garden Scent Of Roses, Murmuring Water Flowing Gently...can Words Describe The Indescribable?

Quit Acting Like A Wolf, And Feel The Shepherd's Love Filling You.

The Radiant One In Me Has Never Said A Word.