All Religions. All This Singing. One Song.

I Died From A Mineral And Plant Became, Died From The Plant, Took A Sentient Frame; Died From The Beast, Donned A Human Dress - When By My Dying Did I Ever Grow Less.

Beauty Surrounds Us, But Usually We Need To Be Walking In A Garden To Know It.

Go To The Well Of Deep Love Inside Each Of Us.

When Lovers Of Life Get Ready To Dance, The Earth Shakes And The Sky Trembles.

What Matters Is How Quickly You Do What Your Soul Directs.