I have often thought I would have been quite happy as a spider. Even a spider has the right to a mate. - Susan Kay

Night after night the nightingale came to beg for divine love, but though the rose trembled at the sound of his voice, her petals remained closed to him...
Flower and bird, two species never meant to mate. Yet at length the rose overcame her fear and from that single, forbidden union was born the red rose that Allah never intended the world to know.

For a moment I thought I knew exactly how Christ must have felt as He called John.

Death was the ultimate power and I his eager, willing apprentice.