Oh you, straying heart, just come! Oh you, aching liver, just come! If the path to the gate is closed, Take the way by the wall, but come!
This is love: to fly toward a secret sky
Feel the delight of walking in the noisy street and being the noise.
Love is nothing other than finding the truth.
You are the Essence of the Essence, The intoxication of Love. I long to sing Your Praises but stand mute with the agony of wishing in my heart !
For me to praise is interrupting praise.