Dear Soul, Don't Set A High Value

When The Rose Is Gone And The Garden Faded You Will No Longer Hear The Nightingale's Song. The Beloved Is All; The Lover Just A Veil. The Beloved Is Living; The Lover A Dead Thing. If Love Withholds Its Strengthening Care, The Lover Is Left Like A Bird Without Care, The Lover Is Left Like A Bird Without Wings. How Will I Be Awake And Aware If The Light Of The Beloved Is Absent? Love Wills That This Word Be Brought Forth.

Achieve Some Perfection [excellence] Yourself, So That You May Not Fall Into Sorrow By Seeing The Perfection In Others.

Awe Is The Salve That Will Heal Our Eyes.

Lightning, Your Presence From Ground To Sky, No One Knows What Becomes Of Me, When You Take Me So Quickly.

Know The True Definition Of Yourself. That Is Essential. Then, When You Know Your Own Definition, Flee From It.