I Want A Trouble-maker For A Lover,

We Must Die To Become True Human Beings.

I Am The Servant Of The Qur'an As Long As I Have Life. I Am The Dust On The Path Of Muhammad, The Chosen One.

The Lover Is Ever Drunk With Love. He Is Mad. She Is Free. He Sings With Delight. She Dances In Ecstasy. Caught By Our Own Thoughts, We Worry About Everything. But Once We Get Drunk On That Love Whatever Will Be, Will Be.

How Will You Know The Difficulties Of Being Human, If You Are Always Flying Off To Blue Perfection? Where Will You Plant Your Grief Seeds? Workers Need Ground To Scrape And Hoe, Not The Sky Of Unspecified Desire.

I Will Soothe You And Heal You, I Will Bring You Roses. I Too Have Been Covered With Thorns.