The Ocean Of The Body Crashes Against

No One Looks Back And Regrets Leaving This World. What's Regretted Is How Real We Thought It Was.

A Strange Passion Is Moving In My Head My Heart Has Become A Bird Which Searches In The Sky. Every Part Of Me Goes In Different Directions. Is It Really So That The One I Love Is Everywhere?

If I Separated Myself From You . . . I Would Turn Entirely Thorn!

I Want Your Sun To Reach My Raindrops, So Your Heat Can Raise My Soul Upward Like A Cloud.

We May Know Who We Are Or We May Not. We May Be Muslims, Jews Or Christians But Until Our Hearts Become The Mould For Every Heart We Will See Only Our Differences.