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My heart rushes into the garden, joyfully tasting all the delights. But reason frowns, disapproving of the heart's bad manners.
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There’s a morning when presence comes over your soul. You sing like a rooster in your earth-colored shape. Your heart hears and, no longer frantic, begins to dance.
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If i can only recount the story of my life right out of my body flames will grow
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People who repress desires often turn, suddenly, into hypocrites.
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This silence, this moment, every moment, if it’s genuinely inside you, brings what you need. There’s nothing to believe. Only when I stopped believing in myself did I come into this beauty. Sit quietly, and listen for a voice that will say, ‘Be more silent.’ Die and be quiet. Quietness is the surest sign that you’ve died. Your old life was a frantic running from silence. Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence.
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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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Knock, And He'll open the door Vanish, And He'll make you shine like the sun Fall, And He'll raise you to the heavens Become nothing, And He'll turn you into everything.
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There are as many ways of loving as there are people, and that wildflower variety is the great beauty of this dimension of existence.
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The art of knowing is knowing what to ignore.
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You are an ocean in a drop of dew, all the universes in a thin sack of blood. What are these pleasures then, these joys, these worlds that you keep reaching for, hoping they will make you more alive?
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Reason is powerless in the expression of Love.
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I love my friends neither with my heart nor with my mind. Just in case… Heart might stop. Mind can forget. I love them with my soul. Soul never stops or forgets.
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I wait with silent passion for one gesture one glance from you.
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Don’t hand me another glass of wine. Pour it in my mouth. I’ve lost the way to my mouth.
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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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We gather at night to celebrate being human. Sometimes we call out low to the tambourine. Fish drink the sea, but the sea does not get smaller! We eat the clouds and evening light. We are slaves tasting the royal wine.
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If the foot of the trees were not tied to earth, they would be pursuing me.. For I have blossomed so much, I am the envy of the gardens.
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I am weary of personal worrying, in love with the art of madness.
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Christian, Jew, Muslim, shaman, Zoroastrian, stone, ground, mountain, river, each has a secret way of being with the mystery, unique and not to be judged
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The quieter you become, the more you are able to hear.
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The feelings trembled and flapped in his chest like a bird newly put in a cage.
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Keep on knocking 'til the joy inside opens a window look to see who's ther.
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People want you to be happy. Don't keep serving them your pain! If you could untie your wings And free your soul of jealousy, You and everyone around you Would fly up like doves.
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Know then that the body is merely a garment. Go seek the wearer, not the cloak.