Love Possesses Seven Hundred Wings, And Each

Oh You, Unceasing Sun, To Me Your Particles Communicate The Luminous Essence Of God, Are You Our God? I Do Not Know. Intoxicated, I Say Nought, Bewitched By The Magic Potion. I Cannot Differentiate Between My Drunk And Sober State.

When I Run After What I Think I Want, My Days Are A Furnace Of Stress And Anxiety; If I Sit In My Own Place Of Patience, What I Need Flows To Me, And Without Pain. From This I Understand That What I Want Also Wants Me, Is Looking For Me And Attracting Me. There Is A Great Secret Here For Anyone Who Can Grasp It.

In The Garden I See Only Your Face From Trees And Blossoms I Inhale Only Your Fragrance.

They Say There Is A Doorway From Heart To Heart, But What Is The Use Of A Door When There Are No Walls?

Look At These Worlds Spinning Out Of Nothingness. That Is Within Your Power.