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“Holy is the mystery about which we never stop being curious. For it strikes the sleeping soul to fire, bringing in the pull of life. So you ponder, what did the moon whisper that the ocean brought such tides, why did stars twinkle and flood the night with light?”

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“A shout of ecstasy shakes the land of sadness, And the soul of light wants to erase the history of night. Every moment, a teacher, a guide, a sage in the voyage of life. If the soul has no light, even in sunlight, it loses the spirit of life. but with a soul of light, even at night, you see a thousand stars, exploding in the festival of light. There it begins, the play of galaxies in the midnight, For the soul has woken to the song of ecstasy, As the veins in deep, carry the rivers of light. Be the sun and the stars, so you will reach the shores of light in the wintry winds, in the dense nights, When sadness cloaks all around.”

“King of My Palace You are this heart's charm, and awake it is, in a thousand songs. Like the sun with faraway light, sometimes in sight, Sometimes, circled by the clouds, you, too, reside behind the veils. In this palace of mine, you are the lover, whose name I sing, For this mouth of mine shall never speak another name. You are the reason for every ache, you are the blush on sunset sky. You are the laughter that breaks the sky at dawn, You are the charm, eternal in lovers' hearts. You set this heart on fire, and the longing surges. For every moment brings wonders of light. In this palace of mine, you are the king of kings, Who conquered my heart. An eternal connection, unbroken, will remain, On my eyelashes, you bring the dew of morn, And when night falls, you turn my sighs into songs. So, I am a songmaker on earth, for in your light, Woken am I to the eternal charm. In my palace, you are the king Who brought wealth to my heart. This heart of mine, I shall never sell to the allure of earth. O Heart, gather his love-letters in the winds, for he writes them, one by one, and scatters them in the breeze. O Heart, remain faithful to this king, for this love burns every other desire, every ache into quivering ecstasy. 'I Sense My Thirst....Excerpt”