Because of your love I have broken with my past
Happy, not from anything that happens. Warm, not from fire or a hot bath. Light, I register zero on a scale.
The meaning of poetry has no sureness of direction; is like the sling, it is not under control.
Lovely days don’t come to you, you should walk to them.
Body is not veiled from soul, neither soul from body, Yet no man hath ever seen a soul.
You can accomplish a hundred other things but if you do not accomplish the one thing for which you have been sent, it will be as if you have done nothing.