You've Come To Know The Fortunate And

Greed Makes Man Blind And Foolish, And Makes Him An Easy Prey For Death.

O My Choice Beauty You've Gone But Your Love Remains In My Heart Your Image In My Eye O Guide On My Winding Road I Keep Turning Round And Round In The Hopes Of Finding You

If You Were A Blade Of Grass Or A Tiny Flower I Will Pitch My Tent In Your Shadow. Only Your Presence Revives My Withered Heart. You Are The Candle That Lights The Whole World And I Am An Empty Vessel For Your Light.

Even Though In The World You Are The Most Learned Scholar Of The Time, Behold The Vanishing Of This World And This Time!

The Heart Has Its Own Language. The Heart Knows A Hundred Thousand Ways To Speak.