Play The Flute Of Felicity!

A Servant Wants To Be Rewarded For What He Does. A Lover Wants Only To Be In Love's Presence, That Ocean Whose Depth Will Never Be Known.

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.

Bitter Your Acts, Bitter Am I, Kindness Your Deeds, Kindness Am I, Pleasant And Gentle, So You Are, Fine Honeyed Lips And Sweet Talker.

If You Could Get Rid Of Yourself Just Once, The Secret Of Secrets Would Open To You. The Face Of The Unknown, Hidden Beyond The Universe Would Appear On The Mirror Of Your Perception.

It Is God's Kindness To Terrify You In Order To Lead You To Safety.