Ecstatic Love Is An Ocean, And The

My Heart Rushes Into The Garden, Joyfully Tasting All The Delights. But Reason Frowns, Disapproving Of The Heart's Bad Manners.

Words Are A Pretext. It Is The Inner Bond That Draws One Person To Another, Not Words.

It Is As If A King Had Sent You To A Country To Carry Out One Special, Specific Task. You Go To The Country And You Perform A Hundred Other Tasks, But If You Have Not Performed The Task You Were Sent For, It Is As If You Have Done Nothing At All. So People Have Come Into The World For Particular Tasks, And That Is Our Purpose. If We Don't Perform It, We Will Have Done Nothing.

Your Longing For Me Is My Message To You, All Your Attempts To Reach Me, Are In Reality My Attempts To Reach You.

Anyone Who Knows Me, Should Learn To Know Me Again; For I Am Like The Moon, You Will See Me With New Face Everyday.