If There Were No Way

Lovely Days Don’t Come To You, You Should Walk To Them.

Knowest Thou Not The Beauty Of Thine Own Face? Quit This Temper That Leads Thee To War With Thyself.

Your Depression Is Connected To Your Insolence And Refusal To Praise. Whoever Feels Himself Walking On The Path, And Refuses To Praise--that Man Or Woman Steals From Others Every Day--is A Shoplifter! The Sun Became Full Of Light When It Got Hold Of Itself. Angels Only Began Shining When They Achieved Discipline. The Sun Goes Out Whenever The Cloud Of Not-praising Comes. The Moment The Foolish Angel Felt Insolent, He Heard The Door Close.

Who Says The Eternal Being Does Not Exist? Who Says The Sun Has Gone Out? Someone Who Climbs Up On The Roof And Closes His Eyes Tight, And Says, I Don't See Anything.

When The Rose Is Gone And The Garden Faded You Will No Longer Hear The Nightingale's Song. The Beloved Is All; The Lover Just A Veil. The Beloved Is Living; The Lover A Dead Thing. If Love Withholds Its Strengthening Care, The Lover Is Left Like A Bird Without Care, The Lover Is Left Like A Bird Without Wings. How Will I Be Awake And Aware If The Light Of The Beloved Is Absent? Love Wills That This Word Be Brought Forth.