Lovers find secret placesinside this violent worldwhere they make transactions with beauty.
My lips got lost on the way to the kiss - that's how drunk Iwas.
You were sent to unite peopleYou were not been sent to divide people.
Oh soul, you worry too much. Your arms are heavy with treasures of all kinds.
I died as a mineral and became a plant,I died as a plant and rose to animal,I died as an animal and I was Man.Why should I fear? When was I less by dying?
We may know who we are or we may not. We may be Muslims, Jews or Christians but until our hearts become the mould for every heart we will see only our differences.
The way of love is not a subtle argument. The door there is devastation. Birds make great sky-circles of their freedom. How do they learn it? They fall, and falling, they're given wings.
My Soul is my Guide, for my Soul is of that Abode I will not Speak of the Earthly, I am of the Unknown.
A moment of happiness,you and I sitting on the verandah,apparently two, but one in soul, you and I.We feel the flowing water of life here,you and I, with the garden's beautyand the birds singing.The s...
Two there are, who are never satisfied; The lover of the world and the lover of Knowledge.
Dear soul, don't set a high value on someone before they deserve it; You either lose them or ruin yourself...!
Know the true definition of yourself. That is essential.Then, when you know your own definition, flee from it.
A wealth you cannot imagineflows through you.Do not consider what strangers say.Be secluded in your secret heart-house,that bowl of silence.
Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.
The deeper the grief, the more radiant the love.
In the slaughterhouse of love, they kill only the best, none of the weak or deformed. Don't run away from this dying. Whoever's not killed for love is dead meat.
Say I Am YouI am dust particles in sunlight.I am the round sun.To the bits of dust I say, Stay.To the sun, Keep moving.I am morning mist, and the breathing of evening.I am wind in the top of a grove,...
If Light Is In Your HeartYou Will Find Your Way Home.
Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.
If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished?