Be silent, Only the Hand of God Can remove The burdens of your heart.
Whenever they rebuild an old building, they must first of all destroy the old one.
Those who don't want to change, let them sleep.
Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, For I possess a hundred fortified towers.
Everything that you want, you are already that.
I am dying into your mystery, and dying, I am now no other than that mystery. I open to your majesty as an orchard welcomes rain, and twenty times that.