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Inside a Lover's Heart,there's another world,and yet another.
In the sea of love, I melt like salt Faith, Doubt - they both dissolve. A star is opening in my heart . The worlds turn in it.
I saw many humans on whom there were no clothes. I saw many clothes in which there were no humans.
A pure heart, open to the Light, will be filled with the elixir of Truth.
All we really want is love's confusing joy.
This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. Welcome and entertain them all!
We are even higher than the heavens, we are greater than angels; Why should we not transcend both? Our lodging-place is Majesty.
Love Came.... _x000D_ and became like blood in my body. _x000D_ It rushed through my veins and _x000D_ encircled my Heart. _x000D__x000D_ Everywhere I looked, _x000D_ I saw One Thing.... _x000D_ Love's Name written _x000D_ on my limbs, _x000D_ on my left palm, _x000D_ on my forehead, _x000D_ on the back of my neck, _x000D_ on my right big toe... _x000D__x000D_ Oh, my friend, _x000D_ all that you see of me _x000D_ is just a shell, _x000D_ and the rest belongs to Love.
From the Distance You only See My Light; Come closer and You will Know that I Am You.
To find the Beloved, you must become the Beloved.
I drank that Wine of which the Soul is its vessel. _x000D_ Its ecstasy has stolen my intellect away. _x000D_ A Light came and kindled a Flame in the depth of my Soul. _x000D_ A Light so radiant that the sun orbits around it like a butterfly.
Inside you there's an artist you don't know about.
Know the true definition of yourself. That is essential. Then, when you know your own definition, flee from it.
I am so close, I may look distant.
Make everything in you an ear, each atom of your being, and you will hear at every moment what the Source is whispering to you...you are -we all are-the beloved of the beloved, and in every moment, in every event of your life , the Beloved is whispering to you exactly what you need to hear and know. Who can ever explain this miracle? It simply is.
Love is a tree; and lovers are its shade.
Tree limbs rise and fall like the ecstatic arms of those who have submitted to the mystical life. Leaf sounds talk together like poets making fresh metaphors.
The leaf of every tree brings a message from the unseen world. Look, every falling leaf is a blessing.
The spiritual path wrecks the body And afterwards restores it to health. It destroys the house to unearth the treasure, And with that treasure builds it better than before.
If you are a man of learning, read something classic, a history of the human struggle and don't settle for mediocre verse.
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