Those who don't feel this love pulling them like a river, those who don't drink dawn like a cup of springwater or take in sunset like a supper, those who don't want to change, let them sleep.
Love rests on no foundation. It is an endless ocean, with no beginning or end.
Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, For I possess a hundred fortified towers.
Everyone sleeps, except lovers, who stay awake, telling stories to God
There is something to be said for anyone who sits alone with dignity and silently begs for God.
Love comes with a knife, not some shy question, and not with fears for its reputation!