Look At The Moon In

When Inward Tenderness Finds The Secret Hurt, Pain Itself Will Crack The Rock And Ah! Let The Soul Emerge.

A Woman Is A Mystery To Guide A Wise And Open Man.

Whoever Is Sitting With Friends Is In The Midst Of A Flower Garden, Though He May Be In The Fire. Whoever Sits With An Enemy Is In The Fire, Even Though He Is In The Midst Of A Garden.

I Sail With You On The Ocean Of My Dreams To A Far Away Distant Place Of Great Beauty And Tranquility. Where Suffering And Pain Do Not Exist, Where We Give Praises For Our Joy And Happiness, Where Our Love Interwines With Love For All Things.

Love's Nationality Is Separate From All Other Religions, The Lover's Religion And Nationality Is The Beloved (god). The Lover's Cause Is Separate From All Other Causes Love Is The Astrolabe Of God's Mysteries.