You wander from room to room Hunting for the diamond necklace That is already around your neck.
What sort of person says that he or she wants to be polished and pure, then complains about being handled roughly?
Don't fill your bowl With food from every boiling pot you see. Not every joke is humorous, So don't search for meaning Where there isn't one.
Have you ever seen a seed fallen to earth not rise with a new life why should you doubt the rise of a seed named human.
This is how the world speaks to us. It delights in spring blossoms, even as they fall.
The wave of Atlast came along and caulked the body's ship; when the ship is wrecked once more, the turn of union and encounter will come.
We are the night ocean filled with glints of light. We are the space between the fish and the moon, while we sit here together.
Live life as if everything is rigged in your favor.
Respond to every call that excites your spirit.
The body is a device to calculate the astronomy of the spirit.
Your curly hair is seduction of infidelity while your moon-face is piety, Glimpse it from the infidel's eye you'll then see bot as a source of blessing. In every moment like the Moon the venerated "bot" shows its face, Until the Arab symbols surfaced, the heart then hid its secrets.
Therefore the tongue of mutual understanding is different indeed: to be one in heart is better than to be one in tongue. Without speech and without sign or scroll, hundreds of thousands of interpreters arise from the heart. The birds, all and each, their secrets of skill and knowledge and practice.
Beauty surrounds us.
Plant the love of the holy ones within your spirit; don't give your heart to anything, but the love of those whose hearts are glad.
I have found the heart and will never leave this house of light.
If everyone could see what love is, each would set up a tent pole in the ocean: the world's population pitched and living easily within the sea.
Always remember you are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, smarter than you think and twice as beautiful as you'd ever imagined.
Dear soul, if you were not friends with the vast nothing inside, why would you always be casting your net into it, and waiting so patiently?
Wear gratitude like a cloak and it will feed every corner of your life.
There is a voice that doesn't use words. Listen.
You are not meant for crawling, so don't. You have wings. Learn to use them and fly.