I Feel Like The Earth, Astonished At

You Rave About The Holy Place (masjid Al-haram) And Say You've Visited God's Garden But Where Is Your Bunch Of Flowers? There Is Some Merit In The Suffering You Have Endured But What A Pity You Have Not Discovered The Makkah Thats Inside

I Want To Sing Like The Birds Sing, Not Worrying About Who Hears Or What They Think.

Love Is An Emerald. Its Brilliant Light Wards Off Dragons On This Treacherous Path.

Open Your Arms If You Want The Beloved's Embrace.

Let Silence Take You To The Core Of Life.