Bitter Your Acts, Bitter Am I, Kindness

My Boat Strikes Something Deep. At First Sounds Of Silence, Waves. Nothing Has Happened; Or Perhaps Everything Has Happened. And I Am Sitting In My New Life.

To Love Is To Be God. Never Will A Lover's Chest Feel Any Sorrow. Never Will A Lover's Robe Be Touched By Mortals. Never Will A Lover's Body Be Found Buried In The Earth. To Love Is To Be God.

Love Isn't The Work Of The Tender And The Gentle; Love Is The Work Of Wrestlers. The One Who Becomes A Servant Of Lovers Is Really A Fortunate Sovereign. Don't Ask Anyone About Love; Ask Love About Love. Love Is A Cloud That Scatters Pearls.

The Drum Of The Realization Of The Promise Is Beating, We Are Sweeping The Road To The Sky. Your Joy Is Here Today, What Remains For Tomorrow?

Iron Was Black And Sheenless, But Cleansing And Polishing Washed Away Its Blackness.