“You are fire clothed in black”
“Your blood ran crimson”
“Life had slipped from my grasp”
“As long as I live my, my Love
My life will be an offering to you”

“I am weary of the scars”
“The suffering has gone beyond measure”
“The world is a window”
“He who loves his life loses it
And he who hates his life in this world
Will keep it for eternal life”

THE COLOR OF POMEGRANATES
1980