with spring water
Away from monotonous city
and away also from Lover , he he he he
Moroccan Girl, 12 000 KM away from Bandung
16 hours journey
ended up with her lover in Bandung
What a lovely life
That which God said to the rose, and caused it to laugh in full-blown beauty, He said to my heart, and made it a hundred times more beautifulThis being human is a guest house. Every morning is a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor...Welcome and entertain them all. Treat each guest honorably. The dark thought, the shame, the malice, meet them at the door laughing, and invite them in. Be grateful for whoever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond
Be empty of worrying. Think of who created thought!
Why do you stay in prison, When the door is so wide open
Be like the sun for grace and mercy. Be like the night to cover others' faults. Be like running water for generosity. Be like death for rage and anger. Be like the Earth for modesty. Appear as you are. Be as you appear
I want to see you. Know your voice. Recognize you when you
first come 'round the corner. Sense your scent when I come
into a room you've just left. Know the lift of your heel,
the glide of your foot.
Become familiar with the way , you purse your lips
then let them part, just the slightest bit,
when I lean in to your space and kiss you.
I want to know the joy of how you whisper more
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along
Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground
silence is the language of god, all else is poor translation.
Don't be satisfied with stories, how things have gone with others. Unfold your own myth
There is a candle in your heart, ready to be kindled.
There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled.
You feel it, don't you
And still, after all this time, the Sun has never said to the Earth,
"You owe me."
Look what happens with love like that.
It lights up the sky.”
Where there is ruin, there is hope for a treasureI want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think
This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet
Let yourself be drawn by the stronger pull of that which you truly love
Be grateful for whoever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond. A thousand half-loves must be forsaken to take one whole heart home.
We come spinning out of nothingness, scattering stars like dust
Everything in the universe is within you. Ask all from yourself
People want you to be happy.
Don't keep serving them your pain!
If you could untie your wings and free your soul of jealousy,
you and everyone around you would fly up like doves
Sit, be still, and listen, because you're drunk
and we're at the edge of the roof.
19 June 2013