Let Me, O Let Me Bathe My

Love Is The Veil Between Lover And Lover.

The Best Love Come From The Heart, Not From The Mouth.

When I Planted My Pain In The Field Of Patience It Bore Fruit Of Happiness.

And Your Fragrance Shall Be My Breath, And Together We Shall Rejoice Through All The Seasons.

The True Wealth Of A Nation Lies Not In It's Gold Or Silver But In It's Learning, Wisdom And In The Uprightness Of Its Sons.