Whatever happens, just keep smiling and lose yourself in Love.
Do not worry if all the candles in the world flicker and die. We have the spark that starts the fire.
Love is language that cannot be said, or heard.
A secret freedom opens through a crevice you can barely see.
My head is bursting with the joy of the unknown. My heart is expanding a thousand fold.
Lightning, your presence from ground to sky, no one knows what becomes of me, when you take me so quickly.
How can I know anything about the past or the future, when the light of the Beloved shines only Now.
In each moment the fire rages, it will burn away a hundred veils. And carry you a thousand steps toward your goal.
Now is the time to unite the soul and the world. Now is the time to see the sunlight dancing as one with the shadows.
Who gets up early to discover the moment light begins?
Your legs will get heavy and tired. Then comes a moment of feeling the wings you’ve grown, lifting.
I cannot stop asking. If I could taste one sip of an answer, I could break out of this prison for drunks.
You’ve gotten drunk on so many kinds of wine. Taste this. It won’t make you wild. It’s fire. Give up, if you don’t understand by this time that your living is firewood.
Work in the invisible world at least as hard as you do in the visible.
He is a letter to everyone. You open it. It says, Live.
Don’t put blankets over the drum! Open completely. Let your spirit ear listen to the green dome’s passionate murmur.
That hurt we embrace becomes joy. Call it to your arms where it can change.
Sorrows are the rags of old clothes and jackets that serve to cover, and then are taken off. That undressing, and the beautiful naked body underneath, is the sweetness that comes after grief.
You fill yourself with the sharp pain of love, rather than its fulfillment.
I do not know who lives here in my chest, or why the smile comes. I am not myself, more the bare green knob of a rose that lost every leaf and petal to the morning wind.