How Distant I Am From

Joy And Sorrow Are Inseparable. . . Together They Come And When One Sits Alone With You . . Remember That The Other Is Asleep Upon Your Bed.

And What Word Is Knowledge But A Shadow Of Wordless Knowledge?

Prayer Is The Song Of The Heart. It Reaches The Ear Of God Even If It Is Mingled With The Cry And The Tumult Of A Thousand Men.

Life Unfolds Itself In Mysteries Ways.

Some Think I Wink At Them When I Shut My Eyes To Avoid Their Sight.