You are the fountain of the sun. I'm the shadow of a willow. You fall upon my forehead. I melt. You slip into my heart. It spills open. You surround me with such sweetness. I make it my home.
Stay with friends who support you in these. Talk with them about sacred texts, and how you are doing, and how they are doing, and keep your practices together.
Don't be fooled by my beauty - the light of my face comes from the candle of my spirit.
The Real Beloved is that one who is Unique, who is your Beginning and your End.
I want to be where your bare foot walks, because maybe before you step, you'll look at the ground. I want that blessing
You left ground and sky weeping, mind and soul full of grief. No one can take your place in existence or in absence.
Bathe in the splendor of your own Light.
I was dead, then alive. Weeping, then laughing. The power of love came into me, and I became fierce like a lion, then tender like the evening star.
In the orchard and rose garden I long to see your face. In the taste of Sweetness I long to kiss your lips. In the shadows of passion I long for your love.
The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.
I once had a thousand desires. But in my one desire to know you all else melted away.
I am smiling at myself today There's no wish left in this heart Or perhaps there is no heart left Free from all desire I sit quietly like Earth My silent cry echoes like thunder Throughout the universe I am not worried about it I know it will be heard by no one Except me.
Know that a word suddenly shot from the tongue is like an arrow shot from the bow. Son, that arrow won't turn back on its way; you must damn the torrent at its source.
We are the mirror, as well as the face in it. We are tasting the taste of eternity this minute. We are pain and what cures pain. We are the sweet cold water and the jar that pours. Soul of the world, no life, nor world remain, no beautiful women and men longing. Only this ancient love circling the holy black stone of nothing. Where the lover is the loved, the horizon and everything within it.
We love that s why life is full of so many wonderful gifts.
Are you searching for your soul? Then come out of your own prison.
Whether one moves slowly or with speed, the one who is a seeker will be a finder.
Behind every atom of this world hides an infinite Universe.
Do you think I know what I'm doing? That for one breath or half-breath I belong to myself? As much as a pen knows what it's writing, or the ball can guess where it's going next.
The chess master says nothing, other than moving the silient chess piece.
Nothing is meaningful except surrendering to love. Do it.
Let go of your mind and then be mindful. Close your ears and listen!
If the wine drinker has a deep gentleness in him, he will show that when drunk. But if he has hidden anger and arrogance, those appear.
A pearl goes up for auction. No one has enough, so the pearl buys itself.
I am a bird of God's garden and I do not belong to this dusty world For a day or two they have put me here in this cage of my own body I did not come here of my own I will not return of my own to my own country.
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