Why Struggle To Open A Door Between

In The Silence Of Love You Will Find The Spark Of Life.

What Is Planted In Each Person's Soul Will Sprout.

How Can I Know Anything About The Past Or The Future, When The Light Of The Beloved Shines Only Now.

That Moon Which The Sky Never Saw Even In Dreams Has Risen Again

Do You Think I Know What I'm Doing? That For One Breath Or Half-breath I Belong To Myself? As Much As A Pen Knows What It's Writing, Or The Ball Can Guess Where It's Going Next.