Love's gift cannot be given, it waits to be accepted.

Rabindranath Tagore

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The imperfect becomes whole.

How true that is!

To become whole and

Return to the Source,

One must ever be in accord

With nature.

There is nothing in the world

So weak as water,

Nor anything strong enough

To overcome it.

The person of great wisdom

Is like water which,

Though benefiting all things,

Never strives.

Lao Tzu

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I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times...

In life after life, in age after age, forever.

My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,

That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms,

In life after life, in age after age, forever.

Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, it's age old pain,

It's ancient tale of being apart or together.

As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge,

Clad in the light of a pole-star, piercing the darkness of time.

You become an image of what is remembered forever.

You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount.

At the hear of time, love of one for another.

We have played along side millions of lovers,

Shared in the same shy sweetness of meeting, the distressful tears of farewell,

Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever.

Rabindranath Tagore

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Just get to the root,

Don’t worry about the branches,

For someday

You will come to have them naturally.

If you have not attained the basis,

Even if you consciously study

You cannot attain the outgrowths either.

Yangshan

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I said to my soul, be still, and let the dark come upon you

Which shall be the darkness of God. As, in a theatre,

The lights are extinguished, for the scene to be changed

With a hollow rumble of wings, with a movement of darkness on darkness,

And we know that the hills and the trees, the distant panorama

And the bold imposing facade are all being rolled away--

Or as, when an underground train, in the tube, stops too long between stations

And the conversation rises and slowly fades into silence

And you see behind every face the mental emptiness deepen

Leaving only the growing terror of nothing to think about;

Or when, under ether, the mind is conscious but conscious of nothing--

I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope

For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love,

For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith

But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.

Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought:

So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.

T.S. Eliot

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Still, what I want in my life

is to be willing 

to be dazzled--

to cast aside the weight of facts

and maybe even

to float a little

above this difficult world.

I want to believe I am looking

into the white fire of a great mystery.

I want to believe that the imperfections are nothing--

that the light is everything--that it is more than the sum

of each flawed blossom rising and fading. And I do.

And shouldn't we all?

Mary Oliver

Those who are willing to be vulnerable move among mysteries.

Theodore Roethke

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Let your love

Flow outward through the universe, 

To its height, its depth, 

Its broad extent, 

A limitless love, 

Without hatred or enmity. 

- Sutta Nipata Buddha

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Go inwards. Find your inner space, and suddenly, you will find an explosion of light, of beauty, of ecstasy -as if suddenly thousands of roses have blossomed within you and you are full of their fragrance.

Osho

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Some people live in cages with bars built from their own fears and doubts. Some people live in cages with bars built from other people's fears and doubts; their parents, their friends, their brothers and sisters, their families. Some people live in cages with bars built from the choices others made for them, the circumstances other people imposed upon them. And some people break free.

C. JoyBell C.

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What is to give light must endure burning.

Viktor Frankl

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When I die, I shall soar with angels, and when I die to the angels,

 what I shall become you cannot imagine.

Rumi

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I am pure light, not just a fistful of clay.

The shell is not me, I came as the royal pearl within.

Look at me not with outward eye but with inward vision of the heart;

Follow me there and see how unencumbered we become.

Rumi

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Man is born with great treasures, but he is also born with the whole animal heritage. And somehow we have to empty out the animal heritage and create space for the treasure to come to the conscious and be shared — because it is one of the qualities of the treasure: the more you share it, the more you have it.

Osho

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Please be stronger than your past

The future may still give you a chance...

George Michael

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Here in the dark 

In these final hours

I will lay down my heart 

I'll feel the power

But you won't

No, you won't

'Cause I can't 

Make you love me 

If you don't...

George Michael

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There is peace even in the storm. 

Vincent van Gogh

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The longest journey is the journey inward. 

Dag Hammerskjold

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