You Live In My Heart Where No

Open Your Hands If You Want To Be Held.

When The Rose Is Gone And The Garden Faded You Will No Longer Hear The Nightingale's Song. The Beloved Is All; The Lover Just A Veil. The Beloved Is Living; The Lover A Dead Thing. If Love Withholds Its Strengthening Care, The Lover Is Left Like A Bird Without Care, The Lover Is Left Like A Bird Without Wings. How Will I Be Awake And Aware If The Light Of The Beloved Is Absent? Love Wills That This Word Be Brought Forth.

God Looks Not At Your Form, Nor At Your Deeds, But At Your Heart.

New Organs Of Perception Come Into Being As A Result Of Necessity. Therefore, O Man, Increase Your Necessity, So That You May Increase Your Perception.

Bring The Sky Beneath Your Feet And Listen To Celestial Music Everywhere.