Catch The Mystics Unwares, Singing Beautiful Songs Of Love.
Poem By Genova Maaa my mother
The mystics sing song of love.
We can catch them unwares
singing beautiful songs of love.
„I wish to be made like the little bird
that languished beyond love for his beloved,
but by languishing also rejoiced,
by reaching in himself what he loves,
and in rejoicing sings, and by singing lavishes,
but in sweetness and ardor". (Rolle Richard,
The fire of love and the meaning of life,
‚Incendium‘ Chp.42, P.262) .