It is love that infuses warmth into the music of life;
It is love that awakens ecstasy in the lifeless and the dead.
Like the breeze that freshens flowers in their bloom,
It is love that permeates every fibre and vein.
If thou knowest not thy God, thou art a slave of men;
And if thou dost, thy slaves are kings and potentates.
The heart’s freedom is kingly; its slavery is death.,
It is for thee to decide — to be a king or a slave.