Tracing a wrinkle
I ended at far beyond...

The only lone tree
in citrus garden is the...

I am he who built the Persepolis,
Babylon, the wall of china...

Thus said Hallaj to God:
These are thy children who are gathered here for...

Birds dwell on your boughs
just when they really know...

Look, spring is spouting
the hives of chrysalis with...

How blooming looks the
dying bloom for undying...

The waltz of beauty
and the recognition of...

I flew to aeon
when a fleeting butterfly...

Blackamoor singing
and his teeth brighten the room...

Little lamb munching
on the sunset lawn before...

If you want to be her lover
you must worshiper the truth...