Each and every part of the world is a snare for the fool and a means of deliverance for the wise.
There are lovers content with longing. Iām not one of them.
Reality is blocked by form and image.
Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.
If you love someone, you are always joined with them--in joy, in absence, in solitude, in strife.
You have forgotten the One who doesn't care about ownership, who doesn't try to turn a profit from every human exchange.