The source is within you. And this whole world is springing up from it.
I want a trouble-maker for a lover, Blood spiller, blood drinker, a heart of flame, Who quarrels with the sky and fights with fate, Who burns like fire on the rushing sea.
Get yourself out of the way, and let Joy have more space.
I looked in temples churches and mosques. But I found the Divine within my heart.
Every moment I shape my destiny with a chisel - I am the carpenter of my own soul.
You're not a drop in the ocean. You are the entire ocean in a drop.