The Lamps Are Different, But The Light

When It's Cold And Raining,you Are More Beautiful.and The Snow Brings Meeven Closer To Your Lipsthe Inner Secret, That Which Was Never Born,you Are That Freshness, And I Am With You Now.i Can't Explain The Goings,or The Comings. You Enter Suddenly,and I Am Nowhere Again.inside The Majesty

He Alone Has The Right To Break, For He Alone Has The Power To Mend.

Paradise Is Surrounded By What We Dislike; The Fires Of Hell Are Surrounded By What We Desire.

If You Follow The Ways In Which You Were Trained, Which You May Have Inherited, For No Other Reason Than This, You Are Illogical.

The Lovers Of God Have No Religion But God Alone.