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Last Night I Begged The Wise One To Tell Me The Secret Of The World. Gently, Gently, He Whispered, "be Quiet, The Secret Cannot Be Spoken, It Is Wrapped In Silence."

You Are The Essence Of The Essence, The Intoxication Of Love. I Long To Sing Your Praises But Stand Mute With The Agony Of Wishing In My Heart !

Lovers Think They Are Looking For Each Other, But There Is Only One Search: Wandering This World Is Wandering That, Both Inside One Transparent Sky. In Here There Is No Dogma And No Heresy.

The Only Way To Measure A Lover Is By The Grandeur Of The Beloved.

You're Not A Drop In The Ocean. You Are The Entire Ocean In A Drop.