7.24.2012
3.01.2012
I used to disown my companion,
If my religion leaned not to his,
But my heart is now accepting every picture:Pastures for the deers, a convent for the monk
A temple for the idols, a Kaabah for the pilgrim,
And boards for the Torah and a book for the noble Quran.
I follow the religion of love wherever its tracks take me,
For love is my religion and my faith.
(My translation)
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