An awake heart is like a sky that pours light.
We don't need sugar, flour or rice or anything else. We just want to see our dear ones.
Woe to the dupe that yields to Fate!
On the holy boughs of the Celestial Tree High up in the heavenly fields, Beyond terrestrial desire My soul-bird a warm nest has built.
How seamless seemed love and then came trouble!
The beauty of You delights me. The sight of You amazes me. For the Pearl does this... and the Ocean does that.