If You Only Say One Prayer In

I Have No Name For What Circles So Perfectly.

The Hurt You Embrace Becomes Joy.

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

You've Come To Know The Fortunate And The Inauspicious Stars, But You Don't Know Whether You Yourself Are Fortunate Or Lucky.

I Come To You Without Me, Come To Me Without You.