The love religion is all that is written here.

The rose's rarest essence lives in the thorns.

I know you're tired but come, this is the way.

The Heart of the matter is Soul, nothing else.

You had better run from me. My words are fire.

We are the mirror - As well as the face in it.

Indeed envy is a defect; worse than any other.

Those with open hearts always have open hands.

Rise up nimbly and go on your strange journey!

Love is the bridge between you and everything.

Grace comes to forgive and then forgive again.

You, ignorant of the way of Love, set Me free.

Through love all that is bitter will be sweet.

The Heart is like a candle, longing to be lit!

Conventional opinion is the ruin of our souls.

Love is language that cannot be said, or heard.

There goes a river dragging an ocean behind it.

Poems are rough notations for the music we are.

You the one in all, say who I am. Say I am you.

Respond to every call that excites your spirit.

Rush out in the rain to be soaked with the sky.

Everything that you want, you are already that.

When I am silent, I have thunder hidden inside.

You transform all those who are touched by You.

Open your Eyes, for this World is only a Dream.

Because of your love I have broken with my past

The gates made of light swing open. You see in.

Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.

Those who don't want to change, let them sleep.

Everything has to do with loving and not loving.

Your heart knows the way. Run in that direction.

The lion is most handsome when looking for food.

Be drunk with LOVE, for Love is all that exists.

I am your own voice echoing off the walls of God

This whole universe is but a drop of His Beauty!

Love is the water of life, jump into this water.

I will find new meaning in every joy and sorrow.

The sky will bow down to your beauty, if you do.

Whatever you know, or don’t - only Love is real.

Place a padlock on your throat and hide the key.

Now is the time to unite the Soul and the world.

This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say.

I am part of the load not rightly balanced . . .

There is a voice that doesn’t use words. Listen.

My place is placeless, a trace of the traceless.

Today, let us swim wildly, joyously in gratitude.

The eye goes blind when it only wants to see why.

Rub your eyes, and look again at love, with love.

Open your arms if you want the Beloved's embrace.

Travel brings power and love back into your life.

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