Oh Soul! You Worry Too Much. Your

My Lips Got Lost On The Way To The Kiss - That's How Drunk I Was.

No One Knows What Makes The Soul Wake Up So Happy! Maybe A Dawn Breeze Has Blown The Veil From The Face Of God.

I Am Part Of The Load Not Rightly Balanced . . .

Every Need Brings In What's Needed. Pain Bears Its Cure Like A Child.

Say Bismillah, In The Name Of God, As The Shaykh Does With A Knife When He Offers An Animal. Bismillah Your Old Self To Find Your Real Name. - Jalaluddin Al