The Fault Is In The One Who

All The Particles Of The World Are In Love And Looking For Lovers.

God Looks Not At Your Form, Nor At Your Deeds, But At Your Heart.

Suddenly The Drunken Sweetheart Appeared Out Of My Door. She Drank A Cup Of Ruby Wine And Sat By My Side. Seeing And Holding The Lockets Of Her Hair My Face Became All Eyes, And My Eyes All Hands.

In Your Light I Learn How To Love. In Your Beauty, How To Make Poems. You Dance Inside My Chest Where No-one Sees You, But Sometimes I Do, And That Sight Becomes This Art.

Only From The Heart Can You Touch The Sky.