There is one burning light, And a hundred shadow,The eyes have caused a rainfall of memories Does anyone ask the price of love, It's not fair, it's not fair, Then why has this heart paid for it? It's not fair,… — Yashraj Suman Copy Share Image
“When they see beyond the sky, When they know beyond the mind, When they hear the song of the Burning Light; Take these Gifts of My Outstretched Hand, Weave them together. I shall come.” — Rachel Starr Thomson Copy Share Image
