Love is the reality, and poetry is the drum.

A generous friend gives life for a friend let's rise above this animalistic behavior and be kind to one another

I am filled with you. Skin, blood, bone, brain, and soul. There's no room for lack of trust, or trust. Nothing in this existence but that existence.

When there's no sign of hope in the desert, so much hope still lives inside despair. Heart, don't kill that hope.

A craftsman pulled a reed from the reedbed, cut holes in it, and called it a human being. Since then, it's been wailing a tender agony of parting, never mentioning the skill that gave it life as a flute

When someone critises or disagrees with you, a small ant of hatred and antagonism is born in your heart. If you do not squash that ant at once, it might grow into a snake, or even a dragon.

Let soul speak with the silent articulation of a face.