The earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.

What is this world that is hastening me toward I know not what, viewing me with contempt?

We were a silent hidden thought in the folds of oblivion and we have become a voice that causes the heavens to tremble.

Men who do not forgive women their little faults will never enjoy their great virtues.

Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.

I love you when you bow in your mosque, kneel in your temple, pray in your church. For you and I are sons of one religion, and it is the spirit.