You fill yourself with the sharp pain of love, rather than its fulfillment.

The lovers of God never run out of patience, for they know that time is needed for the crescent moon to become full.

When I run after what I think I want, my days are a furnace of stress and anxiety; if I sit in my own place of patience, what I need flows to me, and without pain. From this I understand that what I want also wants me, is looking for me and attracting me. There is a great secret here for anyone who can grasp it.

Whatever lifts the corners of your mouth, trust that

I am not this hair, I am not this skin, I am the soul that lives within.

Whoever finds love beneath hurt and grief disappears into emptiness with a thousand new disguises

I'm dominated by Love, By my passion of love for Love