Live in the nowhere that you come from even though you have got an address Here.
Go to the well of deep Love inside each of Us.
Let soul speak with the silent articulation of a face.
Ways of worshipping are not to be ranked as better or worse than one another . . . It's all praise, and it's all right.
All language is a longing for home.
We are tasting the taste of eternity this minute.
if i can only recount the story of my life right out of my body flames will grow
I have blossomed so much, I am the envy of the gardens.
A lifetime without Love is of no account Love is the Water of Life Drink it down with heart and soul!
For the water animals, the ocean is like a garden; for the land animals, it is death and pain.
Lightning, your presence from ground to sky, no one knows what becomes of me, when you take me so quickly.
There's no one with intelligence in this town except that man over there playing with the children, the one riding the stick horse. He has keen, fiery insight and vast dignity like the night sky, but he conceals it in the madness of child's play.
Weep like the waterwheel, that green herbs may spring up from the courtyard of your soul. If you wish for tears, have mercy on one who sheds tears; if you wish mercy, show mercy to the weak.
Iron was black and sheenless, but cleansing and polishing washed away its blackness.
I opened my arms to Love and Love embraced me like a Lover
The soul is here for its own joy.
Physical existence is so cramped.We grow old and bent over like embryos.Nine months passes;it is time to be born. The lamb wants to graze green daylight. There are ways of being born twice,of coming to where you fly,not individually like birds, but as the sun moves with his bride,sincerity.
When a man makes up a story for his child, he becomes a father and a child together, listening.
On the path of Love we are neither masters nor the owners of our lives. We are only a brush in the hand of the Master Painter.
I am so mad with love that mad men say to me - be still!
The world is a playground, and death is the night.
The source of now is here.
Dance, and make joyous the love around you. Dance, and your veils which hide the Light shall swirl in a heap at your feet.
To Love is to reach God.
Outside ideas of right doing and wrong doing there is a field. I'll meet you there.
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