Love Has Come To Rule And Transform;

At Night, I Open The Window And Ask The Moon To Come And Press Its Face Against Mine. Breathe Into Me. Close The Language-door And Open The Love-window. The Moon Won't Use The Door, Only The Window.

You Moan, "she Left Me." "he Left Me," Twenty More Will Come.

By The Mercy Of Allah Paradise Has Eight Doors One Of Those Is The Door Of Repentance, Child. All The Others Are Sometimes Open, Sometimes Shut, But The Door Of Repentance Is Never Closed. Come Seize The Opportunity: The Door Is Open; Carry Your Baggage There At Once.

Your Acts Of Kindness Are Iridescent Wings Of Divine Love, Which Linger And Continue To Uplift Others Long After Your Sharing.

If You Are Wholly Perplexed And In Straits, Have Patience, For Patience Is The Key To Joy.