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I Looked For God. I Went To A Temple And I Didn't Find Him There. Then I Went To A Church And I Didn't Find Him There. The I Went To A Mosque And I Didn't Find Him There. Then Finally I Looked In My Heart And There He Was.

O Tongue You Are An Endless Treasure. O Tongue, You Are Also An Endless Disease.

You Fill Yourself With The Sharp Pain Of Love, Rather Than Its Fulfillment.

Your Hand Opens And Closes And Opens And Closes. If It Were Always A Fist Or Always Stretched Open, You Would Be Paralyzed.

When I Am Silent, I Fall Into The Place Where Everything Is Music.