I Am A Poet Who Composes What

He Who Defines His Conduct By Ethics Imprisons His Song-bird In A Cage.

The Silence Of The Envious Is Too Noisy.

The Bird Has An Honor That Man Does Not Have. Man Lives In The Traps Of His Abdicated Laws And Traditions; But The Birds Live According To The Natural Law Of God Who Causes The Earth To Turn Around The Sun.

But Now I Have Learned To Listen To Silence. To Hear Its Choirs Singing The Song Of Ages, Chanting The Hymns Of Space, And Disclosing The Secrets Of Eternity.

Love Gives Naught But Itself And Takes Naught But From Itself.