This is how it always is when I finish a poem. A great silence overcomes me and I wonder why I ever thought to use language.
Your heart is the size of an ocean. Go find yourself in its hidden depths.
I was dead, then alive. Weeping, then laughing. The power of love came into me, and I became fierce like a lion, then tender like the evening star.
Don’t be sad! Because God sends hope in the most desperate moments. Don’t forget, the heaviest rain comes out of the darkest clouds.
Wisdom is like the rain. Its source is limitless, but it comes down according to the season.
This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.
Let yourself be drawn by the stronger pull of that which you truly love.
Hardship may dishearten at first, but every hardship passes away. All despair is followed by hope; all darkness is followed by sunshine.
The very center of your heart is where life begins. The most beautiful place on earth.
It is Love that holds everything together, and it is the everything also.
Love is the water of life, jump into this water.
Don’t look for Love, look for the one looking for Love.
We are the mirror – As well as the face in it.
Love is the soul’s light, the taste of morning, no me, no we, no claim of being.
Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words.
Woman is the light of God.
Wherever you stand, be the soul of that place.
Silence is an ocean. Speech is a river. When the ocean is searching for you, don’t walk into the river. Listen to the ocean.
Silence gives answers.
I am Shakti, as well as Shiva. I am everything male and female, light and dark, flesh and spirit. Perfectly balanced in one single moment lasting an eternity...
We repeat the shout of the Universe. You and I blend together. You are one word and I am another.