My Soul Is Naked. It Wears The

Both Light And Shadow Are The Dance Of Love. Love Has No Cause, It Is The Astrolabe Of God's Secrets. Lover And Loving Are Inseparable And Timeless. Although I May Try To Describe Love, When I Experience It, I Am Speechless. Although I May Try To Write About Love, I Am Rendered Helpless. My Pen Breaks, And The Paper Slips Away At The Ineffable Place Where Lover Loving And Loved Are One. Every Moment Is Made Glorious By The Light Of Love.

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

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.

Inside Any Deep Asking Is The Answering.

The Heart That Is Not In Love Will Fail The Test.