From "Wetness and Water"How does a part of the world leave the world? How can wetness leave water? Do not try to put out a fireby throwing on more fire. Do not wash a wound with blood.No matter how fast you run,your shadow more than keeps up. Sometimes it
The same wind that uproots treesmakes the grass shine.The lordly wind loves the weaknessand the lowness of grasses.Never brag of being strong.The axe doesn't worry how thick the branches are.It cuts them to pieces. But not the leaves.It leaves the leaves
You're water. We're the millstone.You're wind. We're dust blown up into shapes.You're spirit. We're the opening and closingof our hands. You're the clarity.We're the language that tries to say it.You're joy. We're all the different kinds of laughing.
You have forgotten the Onewho doesn't care about ownership,who doesn't try to turn a profitfrom every human exchange.
You think of yourselfas a citizen of the universe.You think you belongto this world of dust and matter.Out of this dustyou have created a personal image,and have forgottenabout the essence of your true origin
The truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell, and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.
This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief.
Give up to grace. The ocean takes care of each wave 'til it gets to shore. You need more help than you know.
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.
Be empty of worrying.Think of who created thought!Why do you stay in prisonWhen the door is so wide open?
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?
Anyone who knows me, should learn to know me again;For I am like the Moon,you will see me with new face everyday.
Be a lamp, or a lifeboat, or a ladder. Help someone's soul heal. Walk out of your house like a shepherd.
I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way.Whoever brought me here will have to take me home.
Do you know what you are?You are a manuscript of a divine letter.You are a mirror reflecting a noble face.This universe is not outside of you.Look inside yourself;everything that you want,you are already that.
I am your moon and your moonlight tooI am your flower garden and your water tooI have come all this way, eager for youWithout shoes or shawlI want you to laughTo kill all your worriesTo love youTo nourish you.
God turns you from one feeling to another and teaches by means of opposites so that you will have two wings to fly, not one
I was dead, then alive.Weeping, then laughing.The power of love came into me,and I became fierce like a lion,then tender like the evening star.
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 beautiful.
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.
Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.
In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.
When I am with you, we stay up all night.When you're not here, I can't go to sleep.Praise God for those two insomnias!And the difference between them.
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoingand rightdoing there is a field.I'll meet you there.When the soul lies down in that grassthe world is too full to talk about.
Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you're perfectly free.
When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about ideas, language, even the phrase each other.
Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul, there is no such thing as separation.
Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It will not lead you astray.
Do not feel lonely, the entire universe is inside you. Stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion. Set your life on fire