The breath of the flute player: does it belong to the flute?

Every moment a taste of that beauty in our mouths, another stashed in a pocket. Impossible to say what: no cypress so handsome, no sunlight, a lonely hiddenness. Other pleasure gathers a crowd, starts a fight, lots of noise there. But soul beauty stays quiet..his amazing whereabouts unknown inside my heart.

What matters is how quickly you do what your soul directs.

If you wish to be a mine of jewels, open the deep ocean within your heart.

We are as the flute, and the music in us is from thee; we are as the mountain and the echo in us is from thee.

Don’t wait any longer. Dive in the ocean, Leave and let the sea be you.

Whatever happens to you, don't fall in despair. Even if all the doors are closed, a secret path will be there for you that no one knows. You can't see it yet but so many paradises are at the end of this path...Be grateful! It is easy to thank after obtaining what you want, thank before having what you want.