Every moment, a voice, out of this world, calls on our soul, to wake up and rise.
My heart is so small it's almost invisible. How can You place such big sorrows in it? "Look," He answered, "your eyes are even smaller, yet they behold the world.
Become the sky. Take an axe to the prison wall. Escape.
These pains you feel are messengers. Listen to them.
The soul lives there in the silent breath.
Be patient where you sit in the dark. The dawn is coming