When The Light Returns To Its Source,

One Of The Marvels Of The World: The Sight Of A Soul Sitting In Prison With The Key In Its Hand.

This Is Love: To Fly Toward A Secret Sky, To Cause A Hundred Veils To Fall Each Moment. First To Let Go Of Life. Finally, To Take A Step Without Feet.

Dancing Is When You Rise Above Both Worlds, Tearing Your Heart To Pieces & Giving Up Your Soul

Seek The Sound That Never Ceases. Seek The Sun That Never Sets.

If You Become A Helper Of Hearts, Springs Of Wisdom Will Flow From Your Heart.