O Tongue You Are An Endless Treasure.

Although The Road Is Never Ending Take A Step And Keep Walking, Do Not Look Fearfully Into The Distance... On This Path Let The Heart Be Your Guide For The Body Is Hesitant And Full Of Fear.

And Don't Think The Garden Loses Its Ecstasy In Winter. It's Quiet, But The Roots Are Down There Riotous.

There Is A Candle In Your Heart, Ready To Be Kindled.

The Source Of Now Is Here.

The Thirsty Look For Water, But Water Also Looks For Thirsty.