Observe the wonders as they occur around you. Don't claim them. Feel the artistry moving through and be silent.

Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self. Therefore, trust the physician and drink his remedy in silence and tranquility.

You are not enclosed within your bodies, nor confined to houses or fields. That which is you dwells above the mountain and roves with the wind.

We stood up and bade each other farewell, but love and despair stood between us like two ghosts, one stretching his wings with his fingers over our throats, one weeping and the other laughing hideously. As I took Selma's hand and put it to my lips, she came close to me and placed a kiss on my forehead, then dropped on the wooden bench. She shut her eyes and whispered softly, "Oh, Lord God, have mercy on me and mend my broken wings!

Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert.

Remember, one just man causes the Devil greater affliction than a million blind believers.

Poetry is not the opinion stated. It is a song that appears instead of a bloody wound or a smiling mouth.