We've given up making a living, its all this crazy love poetry now!

The waterwheel accepts water and turns and gives it away, weeping.

Don't try to steer the boat. Don't open shop for yourself. Listen. Keep silent. You are not God's mouthpiece. Try to be an ear, And if you do speak, ask for explanations.

If you knew yourself for even one moment, if you could just glimpse your most beautiful face, maybe you wouldn’t slumber so deeply in that house of clay. Why not move into your house of joy and shine into every crevice! For you are the secret Treasure-bearer, and always have been. Didn’t you know?

Hall of Love has ten thousand swords. Don't be afraid to use one.

It's your road & yours alone. Others may walk it with you, but no one can walk it for you

Doing as others told me, I was Blind. Coming when others called me, I was Lost. Then I left everyone, myself as well. Then I found Everyone, Myself as well.