Love Cannot Be Described. It Must Be

He Alone Has The Right To Break, For He Alone Has The Power To Mend.

Everything Is Soul And Flowering.

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

Today I'm Out Wandering, Turning My Skull Into A Cup For Others To Drink Wine From. In This Town Somewhere There Sits A Calm, Intelligent Man, Who Doesn't Know What He's About To Do!

In The Garden I See Only Your Face From Trees And Blossoms I Inhale Only Your Fragrance.