The Sweetness And Delights Of The Resting-place

A Lover Asked His Beloved, Do You Love Yourself More Than You Love Me? Beloved Replied, I Have Died To Myself And I Live For You. I've Disappeared From Myself And My Attributes, I Am Present Only For You. I've Forgotten All My Learnings, But From Knowing You I've Become A Scholar. I've Lost All My Strength, But From Your Power I Am Able. I Love Myself...i Love You. I Love You...i Love Myself.

I Am Weary Of Personal Worrying, In Love With The Art Of Madness.

Be Silent, Only The Hand Of God Can Remove The Burdens Of Your Heart.

One Day Your Heart Will Take You To Your Lover. One Day Your Soul Will Carry You To The Beloved. Don't Get Lost In Your Pain, Know That One Day Your Pain Will Become Your Cure.

Love Is Language That Cannot Be Said, Or Heard.