The Soul Which Cannot Endure

The Heart Is The Secret Inside The Secret.

I Am An Ark In The Swift Flood Of Time, And My Companions, A Fellowship. Who Throws In With Us Sails Into Light.

There Are Many Ways To The Divine. I Have Chosen The Ways Of Song, Dance, And Laughter.

To Praise Is To Praise How One Surrenders To The Emptiness.

When Water Is Still Like A Mirror It Can Behold The Moon.