You, ignorant of the way of Love, set Me free.
You are a fountain of the sun’s light. I am a willow shadow on the ground. You make my raggedness silky.
If these poems repeat themselves, then so does Spring.
And even if this world burns up hidden harps will still play here.
The ocean of the body crashes against the ocean of the heart. Between them is a barrier they cannot cross.
All your anxiety is because of your desire for harmony. Seek disharmony, then you will gain peace.
If you have no eyes, do not walk blindly; take a staff in your hand. If you have no staff of insight, do not walk without a guide.
God’s purpose for man is to acquire a seeing eye and an understanding heart.
God gave you life and bestowed upon you his attributes; eventually you will return to him.
The rewards of life and devotion to God are love and inner rapture, and the capacity to receive the light of God.
It was our Creator who led us through the stages of evolution, from the animal state to the human. His purpose was to make us intelligent and aware, so that we might know Him.
From the moment you entered this world of existence, a ladder was put in front of you so you could escape.
Last night you left me and slept your own deep sleep. Tonight you turn and turn. I say, ‘You and I will be together till the Universe dissolves.’ You mumble back things you thought of when you were drunk.
A generous friend gives life for a friend let’s rise above this animalistic behavior and be kind to one another.
Love is the Water of Life Everything other than love for the most beautiful God is agony of the spirit, though it be sugar- eating. What is agony of the spirit? To advance toward death without seizing hold of the Water of Life.
Every bird will follow it’s specie.
Reality is blocked by form and image.
For me to praise is interrupting praise.
There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled. You feel it, don’t you? You feel the separation from the Beloved. Invite Him to fill you up, embrace the fire.
Knowing that conscious decisions and personal memory are much too small a place to live, every human being streams at night into the loving nowhere, or during the day, in some absorbing work.