I Am A Poet Who Composes What

Life Is The Mistress To Be Wooed.

Follow Your Heart. Your Heart Is The Right Guide In Everything Big. Mine Is So Limited. What You Want To Do Is Determined By That Divine Element That Is In Each Of Us.

I Love You When You Bow In Your Mosque, Kneel In Your Temple, Pray In Your Church. For You And I Are Sons Of One Religion, And It Is The Spirit.

And Before My Soul Took Me To Task I Was Hard Of Hearing; I Heard Only Tumult And Uproar. But Now I Am All Ears Listening To The Silence And Its Choirs Singing The Hymns Of Time, Intoning The Praises Of The Firmament, Revealing The Secrets Of The Invisible.

When You Love You Should Not Think You Can Direct The Course Of Love, For Love, If It Finds You Worthy, Directs Your Course.