Only Love Itself Can Explain Love And

All Language Is A Longing For Home.

You Try To Be Faithful And Sometimes You're Cruel. You Are Mine. Then, You Leave. Without You, I Can't Cope. And When You Take The Lead, I Become Your Footstep. Your Absence Leaves A Void. Without You, I Can't Cope. You Have Disturbed My Sleep, You Have Wrecked My Image. You Have Set Me Apart. Without You, I Can't Cope.

Those Who Are Pure In Heart Achieve God-consciousness; They Are Truly And Actually Aware Of God At The Center Of Their Being (their Heart). These Sanctified Individuals Are Said To Be Possessors Of The Heart.

I Want A Heart Which Is Split, Part By Part, Because Of The Pain Of Separation From God, So That I Might Explain My Longing And Complaint To It.

You Are Not One You Are A Thousand. Just Light Your Lantern.