You have given me Your love, filling the world with Your gifts.

Reach high, for stars lie hidden in you. Dream deep, for every dream precedes the goal.

In the mountain, stillness surges up to explore its own height In the lake, movement stands still to contemplate its own depth.

The young student sits with his head bent over his books, and his mind straying in youth's dreamland; where prose is prowling on the desk and poetry hiding in the heart.

True deliverance of man is the deliverance from Avidya i.e. ignorance. It is not in destroying anything that is positive and real, for that cannot be possible, but that which is negative, which obstructs our vision of truth.

The tyrant claims freedom to kill freedom, and yet keep it for himself.

The world has kissed my Soul with its pain, asking for its return in Songs.