There was once a lover who had sighed for long years in separation from his beloved, and wasted in the fire of remoteness. From the rule of love, his heart was empty of patience, and his body weary of his spirit; he reckoned life without her as a mockery, and time consumed him away. How many a day…
I'm pretty much like you. Only different.
October 1, 2010
The Hoopoe: Excerpt From The Valley of Knowledge
