Is it not that that the heart seeks but the mind flees, is it not that the soul craves but the body tortures, is it not that the preacher teaches but the
devil mocks, is it not the child smileth but the parent scolds, is it not that the birds singeth but the ears hear not, is it not that crieth but but the eyes tear not,
is it not that walketh but the leggs feel not, is it not that calleth but the voices are drowned out, is it not that sleepeth but lies alone, is it not that that talks to
you but you answer not. Then how can you my son say that love has passed thee by and not revealed itself to thee when everyday it wakes next to thee but alone and goes to sleep next to thee but not acknowledged hoping that tomorrow you will wake to finally see, oh how it wishes
devil mocks, is it not the child smileth but the parent scolds, is it not that the birds singeth but the ears hear not, is it not that crieth but but the eyes tear not,
is it not that walketh but the leggs feel not, is it not that calleth but the voices are drowned out, is it not that sleepeth but lies alone, is it not that that talks to
you but you answer not. Then how can you my son say that love has passed thee by and not revealed itself to thee when everyday it wakes next to thee but alone and goes to sleep next to thee but not acknowledged hoping that tomorrow you will wake to finally see, oh how it wishes
