I have been a seeker and I still am, but I stopped asking the books and the stars. I started listening to the teaching of my Soul.

We were green: we ripened and grew golden. The Sea terrified us: we learned how to drown. Squat and earthbound, we unfolded huge wings. We started sober: are love's startled drunkards. You hide me in your cloak of nothingness Reflect my ghost in your glass of being I am nothing, yet appear: transparent dream Where your eternity briefly trembles.

Do not worry if all the candles in the world flicker and die. We have the spark that starts the fire.

At every moment, Love's voice talks to us from left and from right. All we have to do is to know how to listen.

In Winter the bare boughs that seem to sleep Work covertly, preparing for their Spring.

In real existence there is only unity.

Whoever gives reverence receives reverence.