Open Your Hands If You

When One Sense Perceives The Hidden, The Invisible World Becomes Apparent To The Whole.

I Don't Want Learning, Or Dignity, Or Respectability. I Want This Music, And This Dawn, And The Warmth Of Your Cheek Against Mine.

On The Path Of Love We Are Neither Masters Nor The Owners Of Our Lives. We Are Only A Brush In The Hand Of The Master Painter.

Love Will Find Its Way Through All Languages On Its Own.

Go Back, Go Back To Sleep. Yes, You Are Allowed. You Who Have No Love In Your Heart, You Can Go Back To Sleep. The Power Of Love Is Exclusive To Us, You Can Go Back To Sleep. I Have Been Burnt By The Fire Of Love. You Who Have No Such Yearning In Your Heart, Go Back To Sleep. The Path Of Love, Has Seventy-two Folds And Countless Facets. Your Love And Religion Is All About Deceit, Control And Hypocrisy, Go Back To Sleep. I Have Torn To Pieces My Robe Of Speech, And Have Let Go Of The Desire To Converse. You Who Are Not Naked Yet, You Can Go Back To Sleep.