How wide one opens the door to his heart, to let another in Thus deep does he risk, the dagger be thrust within But He who values worthless pebbles as pearls so fine Widens His guard so much more, lest hurt befall this heart of mine.
Amongst sages and scholars, saints and loversStudents and servants, martyrs and callersProvidence did afford so opportune a travelThat this tangled quilt so woven may unravelLaden with sin outstripped by only remorseOf how things should have been had I stayed the…
Every idol that I hatedI found staring at me withinThe house that You had createdTo be fully free from sin None the world’s watersCan cleanse this impurityNone the mountain’s firesCan burn away this infidelity It needs not hesitant whispersWhen one…