When inward tenderness finds the secret hurt, pain itself will crack the rock and Ah! Let the soul emerge.
Travel brings power and love back into your life.
Brother, stand the pain. Escape the poison of your impulses. The sky will bow to your beauty, if you do. Learn to light the candle. Rise with the sun. Turn away from the cave of your sleeping. That way a thorn expands to a rose.
That moon which the sky never saw even in dreams has risen again
Before death takes away what you are given, give away what there is to give.
Even when tied in a thousand knots, the string is still but one.