If Aught I Have Said Is Truth,

When You Work You Are A Flute Through Whose Heart The Whispering Of The Hours Turns To Music. Which Of You Would Be A Reed, Dumb And Silent, When All Else Sings Together In Unison?

An Eye For An Eye, And The Whole World Would Be Blind.

And If You Would Know God, Be Not Therefore A Solver Of Riddles. Rather Look About You And You Shall See Him Playing With Your Children. And Look Into Space; You Shall See Him Walking In The Cloud, Outstretching His Arms In The Lightning And Descending In Rain. You Shall See Him Smiling In Flowers, Then Rising And Waving His Hands In Trees.

We Shall Never Understand One Another Until We Reduce The Language To Seven Words.

Love Is Timeless.... Death Does Not Separate The Lover From The Beloved.