Awake Asleep Ought To Be

When The World Pushes You To Your Knees, You're In The Perfect Position To Pray.

This Is Love: To Fly Toward A Secret Sky, To Cause A Hundred Veils To Fall Each Moment. First To Let Go Of Life. Finally, To Take A Step Without Feet.

You Must Lance An Ulcer To Heal It. You Must Tear Down Parts Of An Old Building To Restore It, And So It Is With A Sensual Life That Has No Spirit In It.

It's Your Road & Yours Alone. Others May Walk It With You, But No One Can Walk It For You

If Destiny Comes To Help You, Love Will Come To Meet You. A Life Without Love Isn't A Life