This is enough was always true. We just haven't seen it.

The drum of the realization of the promise is beating, we are sweeping the road to the sky. Your joy is here today, what remains for tomorrow?

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 have come to drag you out of yourself and take you into my heart. I have come to bring out the beauty you never knew you had, and lift you like a prayer to the sky.

Silence gives answers.

Let us put away our blinders and answer the call to Joy.

I am a child whose teacher is LOVE surely my master won't let me grow to be a fool.