Beauty Is Eternity Gazing At

The Creator Gives No Heed To The Critic Unless He Becomes A Barren Inventor.

The Truly Good Is He Who Is One With All Those Who Are Deemed Bad.

Those To Whom Worshiping Is A Window, To Open But Also To Shut, Have Not Yet Visited The House Of Their Souls Whose Windows Are Open From Dawn To Dawn.

If Aught I Have Said Is Truth, That Truth Shall Reveal Itself In A Clearer Voice, And In Words More Kin To Your Thoughts.

Like The Seeds Dreaming Beneath The Snow Your Heart Dreams Of Spring.