All we really want is love's confusing joy.
When soul rises Into lips You feel the kiss You have wanted
Love is from the infinite, and will remain until eternity. The seeker of love escapes the chains of birth and death. Tomorrow, when resurrection comes, The heart that is not in love will fail the test.
Iron was black and sheenless, but cleansing and polishing washed away its blackness.
Love itself describes its own perfection. Be speechless and listen.
Two there are who are never satisfied -- the lover of the world and the lover of knowledge.