Tomorrow You'll Be Brave, You Say? Fool!

When Inward Tenderness Finds The Secret Hurt, Pain Itself Will Crack The Rock And Ah! Let The Soul Emerge.

Enough Of These Phrases, Conceit And Metaphors, I Want Burning, Burning, Burning.

You Suppose You Are The Trouble But You Are The Cure You Suppose That You Are The Lock On The Door But You Are The Key That Opens It It's Too Bad That You Want To Be Someone Else You Don't See Your Own Face, Your Own Beauty Yet, No Face Is More Beautiful Than Yours.

Fall In Love In Such A Way That It Frees You From Any Connecting.

Remember, The Entrance Door To The Sanctuary Is Inside You.