Always search for your innermost nature in those you are with, as rose oil imbibes from roses.
Two there are who are never satisfied -- the lover of the world and the lover of knowledge.
A pen went scribbling along. When it tried to write love, it broke.
At the end of my life, with just one breath left, if you come, I’ll sit up and sing.
You soak up my soul and mingle me. Each drop of my blood cries out to the earth. We are partners, blended as one.
Love is language that cannot be said, or heard.