A diamond was laying in the street covered with dirt. Many fools passed by. Someone who knew diamonds picked it up.
KabirRead
The apple blossom exists to create fruit; when that_x000D_ comes, the petal falls.
Interpretation
The cycle of life involves growth and letting go for new beginnings.
This quote by Kabir uses the metaphor of an apple blossom to illustrate the natural cycle of growth, fruition, and eventual release. The blossom represents promise and potential, while the falling petal signifies the necessary endings that give way to the new, reminding us that in life, every beginning is tied to an ending.
In practice
This quote can be used in a speech about the importance of embracing change in life.
A diamond was laying in the street covered with dirt. Many fools passed by. Someone who knew diamonds picked it up.
The Lord is in me, the Lord is in you,as life is in every seed, put false pride away and seek the Lord within.
Seeking Why run around sprinkling holy water? There's an ocean inside you, and when you're ready you'll drink.
Wherever you are is the entry point.
When the Guest is being searched for,_x000D_ it is the intensity of the longing for the Guest that does all the work._x000D_ Look at me, and you will see a slave of that intensity.
It is time to put up a love-swing!_x000D_ Tie the body and then tie the mind so that they _x000D_ swing between the arms of the Secret One you love,_x000D_ Bring the water that falls from the clouds to your eyes,_x000D_ and cover yourself inside entirely with the shadow of night._x000D_ Bring your face up close to his ear,_x000D_ and then talk only about what you want deeply to happen.
The sea is only the embodiment of a supernatural and wonderful existence. It is nothing but love and emotion; it is the 'Living Infinite.
The Forbidden Forest looked as though it had been enchanted, each tree smattered with silver, and Hagrid's cabin looked like an iced cake.
'Twas Easter-Sunday. The full-blossomed trees_x000D_ _x000D_ Filled all the air with fragrance and with joy.
Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I but when the trees bow down their heads, the wind is passing by.
Nature in America has always been suspect, on the defensive, cannibalized by progress. In America, every specimen becomes a relic.
There's something about rushing water that I can watch for hours and feel as if I need to do nothing more. It's alive in a way that's greater than any description of it.
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