A White Flower Grows In The Quietness.

Live In The Opening Where There Is No Door To Hide Behind.

Every Moment A Taste Of That Beauty In Our Mouths, Another Stashed In A Pocket. Impossible To Say What: No Cypress So Handsome, No Sunlight, A Lonely Hiddenness. Other Pleasure Gathers A Crowd, Starts A Fight, Lots Of Noise There. But Soul Beauty Stays Quiet..his Amazing Whereabouts Unknown Inside My Heart.

The Heart Is Like A Candle, Longing To Be Lit!

When Your Heart Becomes The Grave Of Your Secrets, That Desire Of Yours Will Be Gained More Quickly. The Prophet Said That Anyone Who Keeps Secret His Inmost Thought Will Soon Attain The Object Of His Desire. When Seeds Are Buried In The Earth, Their Inward Secrets Become The Flourishing Garden.

Intellect In Its Effort To Explain Love Got Stuck In The Mud Like An Ass. Love Alone Could Explain Love And Loving.