| BkVII:8.I.6 | Soul in love! Child of holiness! How many times have you felt that stab in your heart, wanting to be yourself and not been able to? How many social mandates have imprisoned the nightingale? How many golden cages exist! Their bars are built of fear. How many tears have been shed for not being able to be true? Oh beloved child, now that you have been released from the cage of fear, you can gently understand what is being said here. |