If There Were No Way Into God,

Shams, My Body Is A Candle Touched With Fire.

Today I Am Wise, So I Am Changing Myself.

You Lack A Foot To Travel? Then Journey Into Yourself - That Leads To Transformation Of Dust Into Pure Gold.

Last Night I Begged The Wise One To Tell Me The Secret Of The World. Gently, Gently, He Whispered, "be Quiet, The Secret Cannot Be Spoken, It Is Wrapped In Silence."

I Should Be Suspicious Of What I Want.