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Some nights stay up till dawn, as the moon sometimes does for the sun. Be a full bucket pulled up the dark way of a well, then lifted out into light.
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Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there.
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Put your thoughts to sleep, do not let them cast a shadow over the moon of your heart. Let go of thinking.
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When soul rises Into lips You feel the kiss You have wanted
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God has created your wings not to be dormant as long as you are alive you must try more and more to use your wings to show you're alive
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Your faces are very beautiful, but they are wooden cages. You had better run from me. My words are fire.
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I want to be where your bare foot walks, because maybe before you step, you'll look at the ground. I want that blessing
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Without the frown of clouds and lightning, the vines would be burned by the smiling sun.
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Seek us in love itself, Seek love in us ourselves. Sometimes I venerate love, Sometimes it venerates me.
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When someone beats a rug with a stick, he is not beating the rug – his aim is to get rid of the dust. Your inward is full of dust from the veil of ‘I’-ness, and that dust will not leave all at once. With every cruelty and every blow, it departs little by little from the heart’s face, sometimes in sleep and sometimes in wakefulness.
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Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It will never lead you astray.
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How will you know the difficulties of being human, if you are always flying off to blue perfection? Where will you plant your grief seeds? Workers need ground to scrape and hoe, not the sky of unspecified desire.
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Every moment I shape my destiny with a chisel, I am a carpenter of my own soul.
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Limp along until your legs are spent, and you fall flat and your energy is drained. Then the grace of the Divine will lift you.
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My friend, you thought you lost Him; that all your life you've been separated from Him. Filled with wonder, you've always looked outside for Him, and haven't searched within your own house.
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She loved him so much she concealed his name in many phrases, the inner meanings known only to her.
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Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It doesn't matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. Come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times. Come, yet again, come, come.
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The morning wind spreads its fresh smell. We must get up and take that in, that wind that lets us live. Breathe before it's gone.
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Bitter your acts, bitter am I, Kindness your deeds, kindness am I, Pleasant and gentle, so you are, Fine honeyed lips and sweet talker.
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Sometimes you hear a voice through the door calling you... This turning toward what you deeply love saves you.
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In Silence there is eloquence. Stop weaving and see how the pattern improves.
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The world's flattery and hypocrisy is a sweet morsel: eat less of it, for it is full of fire. Its fire is hidden while its taste is manifest, but its smoke becomes visible in the end.
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A mountain keeps an echo deep inside itself. That's how I hold your voice. I am scrap wood thrown in your fire, and quickly reduced to smoke.
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You are my wine, my joy, My garden, my springtime, My slumber, my repose, Without you, I can't cope.
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