Giving thanks for abundance is sweeter than the abundance itself.
The glance of Love is crystal clear.
Sometimes the shadow stays next to the Light. Sometimes it disappears into the Light
Your thoughts are a veil on the face of the Moon. That Moon is your heart, and those thoughts cover your heart. So let them go, just let them fall into the water.
If only you knew what bliss I find in being nothing.
I died from a mineral and plant became, Died from the plant, took a sentient frame; Died from the beast, donned a human dress - When by my dying did I ever grow less.