What Shall I Say, O Muslims, I

Every Fragile Beauty, Every Perfect Forgotten Sentence, You Grieve Their Going Away, But That Is Not How It Is. Where They Come From Never Goes Dry. It Is An Always Flowing Spring.

Your Heart Mirrors Not His Love, Rusty With Your Sins It Is, Remove This Rust And You Shall Perceive How Glorious He Is.

Your Happy Songs Bring To Me The Scent Of Heaven. Please Keep Singing!

How Far Is The Light Of The Moon From The Moon? How Far Is The Taste Of Candy From The Lip?

For Years, Copying Other People, I Tried To Know Myself. From Within, I Couldn't Decide What To Do. Unable To See, I Heard My Name Being Called. Then I Walked Outside.