In Silence There Is Eloquence.

Are You Searching For Your Soul? Then Come Out Of Your Own Prison.

I Am A Bird Of God's Garden And I Do Not Belong To This Dusty World For A Day Or Two They Have Put Me Here In This Cage Of My Own Body I Did Not Come Here Of My Own I Will Not Return Of My Own To My Own Country.

Your Legs Will Get Heavy And Tired. Then Comes A Moment Of Feeling The Wings You've Grown, Lifting.

Those Who Practice Love Have Neither Religion Or Status.

To Live Without You Is To Be Robbed Of Love And What Is Life Without It? To Live Without You Is Death To Me, My Love But Some Call It Life.