We do not need religion;
we have God...

The horizon is glorious—
unbroken, when your beauty...

You, only you
not others...

If loneliness were a flower,
it would bloom—only to fade...

Let silence speak
instead of your voices...

There are many things
not worth listening to...

I don’t care if you believe in God or not.
But those who anonymously “know” God...

The key, is
that there are no keys...

Grace is a sublime state of consciousness
when the pebbles are eroded and round...

Nothing survives alone
if it is not particle of something else...

Before he finishes his figure eight
he saw a side road so bright...

There are flowers that they bloom in darkness
but the reason they bloom in darkness...