There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground; there are a thousand ways to go home again.
What hurts you, blesses you. Darkness is your candle.
A lover is always accused of something. But when he finds his love, whatever was lost in the looking comes back completely changed.
Your happy songs bring to me the scent of Heaven. Please keep singing!
The ground's generosity takes in our compost and grows beauty! Try to be more like the ground.
If the spiritual universe and the way to it were shown, No one would remain in this world for a single moment.