I'm just so happy we have an awesome poster for INFJs now.
Why not just:
since the use of 'terrorist' is redundant to the threat implied in the picture.
You gave me hyacinths first a year ago;
They called me the hyacinth girl.
Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden,
Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not
Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither
Living nor dead, and I knew nothing,
Looking into the heart of light, the silence.