The world will die, but I shall not die.If God dies, then I will die;If he does not die, then why should I die?
My Beloved One gleams like the lightning flash in the sky.
When the flower opens, the bees will come.
As the river surrenders itself to the ocean, what is inside me moves inside you.
The river that flows in you also flows in me.
One love it is that pervades the whole world, few there are who know it fully: They are blind who hope to see it by the light of reason, that reason which is the cause of separation - The house of reason is very far away!