Martyrs have become several on the path of love
Who knows whether fallen or risen, they have in love
Forgotten everything they have on the road to love
That nothing else matters to them except their love
With totality, they have fallen in love with their love
That breathing, living, eating, they are only their love
Fervor impetuous is that feeling of love for their love
That their whole life and living has become their love
Whispering names of their love from each pore, they are in love
That time may pass but their love is still the same old love.
- Dr. Hira