Love said to me, there is nothing that is not me. Be silent.
For years, copying other people, I tried to know myself. From within, I couldn’t decide what to do. Unable to see, I heard my name being called. Then I walked outside.
Brother, stand the pain. Escape the poison of your impulses. The sky will bow to your beauty, if you do. Learn to light the candle. Rise with the sun. Turn away from the cave of your sleeping. That way a thorn expands to a rose.
I am yours. Don’t give myself back to me.
Whatever purifies you is the right path, I will not try to define it.
I don’t want learning, or dignity, or respectability. I want this music, and this dawn, and the warmth of your cheek against mine.
Let the waters settle and you will see the moon and the stars mirrored in your own being.
Your breath touched my soul and I saw beyond all limits.
The intelligent desire self-control; children want candy.
The gates made of light swing open. You see in.
Conventional opinion is the ruin of our souls.
The heart is cooking a pot of food for you. Be patient until it is cooked.
Now be silent. Let the One who creates the words speak. He made the door. He made the lock. He also made the key.
Both light and shadow are the dance of Love.
Look carefully around you and recognize the luminosity of souls. Sit beside those who draw you to that.
There is a moon inside every human being. Learn to be companions with it.
When you are with everyone but me, you’re with no one. When you are with no one but me, you’re with everyone. Instead of being so bound up with everyone, be everyone. When you become that many, you’re nothing. Empty.
Let soul speak with the silent articulation of a face.
Truth lifts the heart, like water refreshes thirst.
Your eyelashes will write on my heart the poem that could never come from the pen of a poet.