your faceI searched for your face, my love,It has been long, but at long last..as i gaze upon you,i am bewildered..I bore testimony to your magnificence..oh how i wish i could look on with a hundred eyes,Those that mocked and scorned me yesterday..are sorry and regretful they haven't looked like how i looked today..This beating passion,My endearing affection,How i yearn this to be true,a love... a love..I am ashamed to call it human..but i fear god to call it divine..Your breath as fresh as a cool spring breeze..like a wind in a dream in a dream..I could await for eternity..and listen.. to silence like that of the garden..Every fiber burns for you,my lifeless heart beats only for you,I desire you,I need you,You who have brought my arrow to the target..you who have delivered me to the house of mercy..and made my heart..a place of prayer..
My friend the furnaceHark, listen..like the silent whisper of the wind,look! over there!Alas! It is gone,You are too late.My word, do you feel it?That warm sensation?forgive me, i am wrong, there is nothing here.there is no wind to greet meor a sight to beseech me,there is nothing here,But the frost and sleet,Alas, what destitute times these be,a man is entitled to what he deems his,with grabbing hands, alas doesn't he know?the world is his!Let him have it!but he will not be happy,I am cold! a furnace once said to me,Let me bring you some coal,I offeredno! bring me matches! bring me my desires!I do not want anything else until i have what i need!But those desires are only temporary my friend, i replyAfter they burn out, what would you do next?but my friend,the furnace wasn't listening,He was too busy demanding..I have brought you your desires my friend,pray, come and take them,Allow me to ignite this match, i offer,haughtily he bellows a cloud of ash!the soot stings my eyes,u