If these poems repeat themselves, then so does Spring.

Love's nationality is separate from all other religions, The lover's religion and nationality is the Beloved (God). The lover's cause is separate from all other causes Love is the astrolabe of God's mysteries.

There goes a river dragging an ocean behind it.

Grace comes to forgive and then forgive again.

There is a voice that doesn’t use words. Listen.

Students of cunning have consumed their hearts and learned only tricks; they've thrown away real riches: patience, self-sacrifice, generosity. Rich thought opens the way.

There is nothing outside of yourself, look within. Everything you want is there. You are That.