if i can only recount the story of my life right out of my body flames will grow
I am so mad with love that mad men say to me - be still!
I see my beauty in you.
You are a fountain of the sun's light. I am a willow shadow on the ground. You make my raggedness silky.
I died as a mineral and became a plant, I died as a plant and rose to animal, I died as an animal and I was Man. Why should I fear? When was I less by dying?
Some huge work goes on growing. How could one person´s words matter? Where you walk heads pop from the ground. What is one seed head compared to you? On my death day I´ll know the answer. I have cleared this house, so that your work can, when it comes, fill every room. I slide like an empty boat pulled over the water.
For the water animals, the ocean is like a garden; for the land animals, it is death and pain.
When inward tenderness finds the secret hurt, pain itself will crack the rock and Ah! Let the soul emerge.
Close both eyes to see with the other eye.
My longing for you keeps me in this moment My passion gives me courage
Let soul speak with the silent articulation of a face.
I opened my arms to Love and Love embraced me like a Lover
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.
Live in the nowhere that you come from even though you have got an address Here.
There is no salvation for the soul but to fall in love.
Sit, be still, and listen, because you're drunk and we're at the edge of the roof.
Sell your presence and purchase bewilderment.
The soul is here for its own joy.
Loosen the bonds of avarice from your hands and neck.
The world is a playground, and death is the night.
Ways of worshipping are not to be ranked as better or worse than one another . . . It's all praise, and it's all right.
A lifetime without Love is of no account Love is the Water of Life Drink it down with heart and soul!
Every moment a taste of that beauty in our mouths, another stashed in a pocket. Impossible to say what: no cypress so handsome, no sunlight, a lonely hiddenness. Other pleasure gathers a crowd, starts a fight, lots of noise there. But soul beauty stays quiet..his amazing whereabouts unknown inside my heart.
Iron was black and sheenless, but cleansing and polishing washed away its blackness.
Your body is woven from the Light of Heaven.
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