All That Produces Longing In The Heart

He Who Once Burns His Mouth On The Hot Soup, Blows Even The Buttermilk.

Among All The Valuable Things Of This World, The Word Is The Most Precious. For In The Word One Can Find A Light Which Gems And Jewels Do Not Possess; A Word May Contain So Much Life That It Can Heal The Wounds Of The Heart. Therefore, Poetry In Which The Soul Is Expressed Is As Living As A Human Being. The Greatest Reward That God Bestows On Man Is Eloquence And Poetry. This Is Not An Exaggeration, For It Is The Gift Of The Poet That Culminates, In Time, With The Gift Of Prophecy.

Life Is A Place Where It Is Necessary To Move Gently. Whether It Be In Thought, Speech, Or Action, The Rhythm Must Be Controlled; The Law Of Harmony Must Be Observed In All That One Does. If There Is Anything That Will Bring Satisfaction It Is Diving Deep Into Love, And Then We Shall Realize That There Is Nothing Which Is Not Just; We Shall Never Again Say That Anything Is Unjust. This Is The Point The Wise Reach, And They Call It The Culmination Of Wisdom.

The Body With Its Perfect Mechanism Loses Power, Magnetism, Beauty, And Brightness, When The Soul Departs From The Body. This Shows That The Power, Magnetism, Beauty, And Brightness Belong To The Soul.

I Have Found In Every Word A Certain Musical Value, A Melody In Every Thought, Harmony In Every Feeling, And I Have Tried To Interpret The Same Things With Clear And Simple Words To Those Who Used To Listen To My Music.