When you no longer care what the world thinks about you, then only you can rebel, and to rebel is the only way to born again.

Cloud disappeared,Moon appeared,To make my sky less blue.

Neither to heaven nor to hell, my journey is towards my home.

Live for your obsession, that you are meant to be.Die for your passion, that you are born to be.

Since I forgot to beg my alms yesterday,I am hungry and weak today.And since I am hungry and weak today,I didn’t beg my alms for tomorrow.What tomorrow will bring to me,I do not know, I do not care.Yet within this uncertainty,I am contented and gratified,That You chose me to be like this.Overfilling my heart with love for You,And my soul thirsty dry for Your love,That I die everynight crying for Your love,And I born everyday for to love You again.

I know one day we will awake as one and all the differences of two will disappear.

Wisdom of enlightenment,Many come asking for,But I wonder, how to convey,The sound that is of a rain,And the song that is of a river.

Let me talk about love,In such a way,In so many ways,That eventually you will become one like me.

God is one, paths are many.