The Lover

A house of God is a house of God, whether it is a church a mosque or a temple.

A sacred place is a sacred place for me and you and all the believers.

A priest is as wise as the sheikh as wise as the buddhist monk, all are as wise as the men of God!

In the church they speak of light

In the mosque they speak of mercy

In the temple they speak of enlightenment and in the end they speak of God.

All ways lead to him.

All lovers worship the one.

All the hearts of the faithful have his throne in it.

All the sincere smiles when his name is spoken, when the angels gather and the babies giggle at the ceilings, when the children laugh and the angels roam the place that speaks of God that is when the heart melts.

When people gather in love, when prophets are revered and silence fills the air, the heart melts.

The teary eye will drop it's tears when they speak of the loved one, when they come together in love, when in love all shields fall, all are one, when in love.

In ones skin yet the spirit expands and travels lands, in ones clothes but feeling the joy inside friends hearts, living life but also living the days of loved ones.

They said love is never jealous but my love is insanely jealous my love wants to be special.

The lovers are in remembrance, the lovers close their eyes and see your heavens.

The lovers know you are behind every beautiful eye, the lovers only prayer room is the heart.

The lovers only water is in the eye, the lovers heart is so breakable, the lover is the opposite of stone. The lover is never alone. The lover is terrified of your disapproval, the lover longs for a word about you, collapses with out you, has no pride when it comes to you, loves your creatures, loves the truth, stares at the sky, loves your moon.

The lover is always in pain when experiencing separation and is blissful in union, the lover is the one standing shy in the corner, the one raising their palms towards the sky, closing his eyes, and losing the I.

The lover is holding on. The lover wants peace and closeness and a glance of his glorious face.

The lover is dreaming of him and is always thirsty for more love and light.