Love, The Supreme Musician, Is Always Playing

If You Desire Healing, Let Yourself Fall Ill Let Yourself Fall Ill.

The Morning Wind Spreads Its Fresh Smell. We Must Get Up And Take That In, That Wind That Lets Us Live. Breathe Before It's Gone.

I Will Soothe You And Heal You, I Will Bring You Roses. I Too Have Been Covered With Thorns.

If There Were No Way Into God, I Would Not Have Lain In The Grave Of This Body So Long.

God Calls Himself "baseer" [observant], So That The Knowledge That He Is Watching You May Keep You From Sinning.