For only when faithfulness turns to betrayal And betrayal into trust Can any human being become part of the truth.
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.
O Seeker, pain and suffering make one aware of God.
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.
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.
Dance when you're perfectly free.
If these poems repeat themselves, then so does Spring.
Half-heartedness doesn't reach into majesty. You set out to find God, but then you keep stopping for long periods at meanspirited roadhouses.
Dancing is when you rise above both worlds, tearing your heart to pieces & giving up your soul
The ocean of the body crashes against the ocean of the heart. Between them is a barrier they cannot cross.
Lovers don't meet in the end, they are in each other forever.
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