Awake Asleep Ought To Be With Us

The Chess Master Says Nothing, Other Than Moving The Silient Chess Piece.

You Had Better Run From Me. My Words Are Fire.

The Cure For Pain Is In The Pain.

When Lovers Of Life Get Ready To Dance, The Earth Shakes And The Sky Trembles.

You're Water. We're The Millstone. You're Wind. We're Dust Blown Up Into Shapes. You're Spirit. We're The Opening And Closing Of Our Hands. You're The Clarity. We're The Language That Tries To Say It. You're Joy. We're All The Different Kinds Of Laughing.