They Are The Privileged Lovers

For The Thirst To Possess Your Love, Is Worth My Blood A Hundred Times.

You Knock At The Door Of Reality. You Shake Your Thought Wings, Loosen Your Shoulders, And Open.

Whatever Happens, Just Keep Smiling And Lose Yourself In Love.

You Have Mourned Over Others; Now Sit Down For A While And Weep Over Your Own Self.

Whatever You Keep Hidden In Your Heart, God Manifests In You Outwardly. Whatever The Root Of The Tree Feeds On In Secret, Affects The Bough And The Leaf.