In Your Light I Learn How To

In Fact, My Soul And Yours Are The Same, You Appear In Me, I In You.

I Know You're Tired But Come, This Is The Way.

In Silence There Is Eloquence.

Raise Your Words, Not Voice. It Is Rain That Grows Flowers, Not Thunder.

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