We've given up making a living, its all this crazy love poetry now!
I open and fill with LOVE and what is not LOVE ... evaporates!
If you have no eyes, do not walk blindly; take a staff in your hand. If you have no staff of insight, do not walk without a guide.
We were green: we ripened and grew golden. The Sea terrified us: we learned how to drown. Squat and earthbound, we unfolded huge wings. We started sober: are love's startled drunkards. You hide me in your cloak of nothingness Reflect my ghost in your glass of being I am nothing, yet appear: transparent dream Where your eternity briefly trembles.
For only when faithfulness turns to betrayal And betrayal into trust Can any human being become part of the truth.
I am a child whose teacher is LOVE surely my master won't let me grow to be a fool.
War, like children's fights, are meaningless, pitiless, and contemptible.
Body of earth, don't talk of earth Tell the story of pure mirrors The Creator has given you this splendor-- Why talk of anything else?
There is some kiss we want with your whole lives, the touch of spirit on the body. Seawater begs the pearl to break its shell. And the lily, how passionately it needs some wild darling.
Trade your cleverness for bewilderment.
May these vows and this marriage be blessed.
Every bird will follow it's specie.
Each has to enter the nest made by the other imperfect bird.
My souls sits in silence, and then asks again, where are you in all of this?
God has allowed some magical reversal to occur, so that you see the scorpion pit as an object of desire, and all the beautiful expanse around it as dangerous and swarming with snakes.
I've brought you a mirror. Look at yourself and remember me.
Each moment from all sides rushes to us the call to love. We are running to contemplate its vast green field. Do you want to come with us?
The moon has become a dancer at this festival of LOVE.
I should be suspicious of what I want.
They try to say what you are, spiritual or sexual? They wonder about Solomon and all his wives. In the body of the world, they say, there is a soul and you are that. But we have ways within each other that will never be said by anyone.
We are the mirror - As well as the face in it.
Is it really so that the one I love is everywhere?
Today I'm out wandering, turning my skull into a cup for others to drink wine from. In this town somewhere there sits a calm, intelligent man, who doesn't know what he's about to do!
For me to praise is interrupting praise.
I have no name for what circles so perfectly.
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