Oh Soul! You Worry Too Much. Your

Do Good To The People For The Sake Of God Or For The Peace Of Your Own Soul That You May Always See What Is Pure And Save Your Heart From The Darkness Of Hate

I Have Blossomed So Much, I Am The Envy Of The Gardens.

The Heart Is Cooking A Pot Of Food For You. Be Patient Until It Is Cooked

Dance When You're Perfectly Free.

Even When Tied In A Thousand Knots, The String Is Still But One.