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For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, read more
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
I love you; not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.
I love you; not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.
Between truth and the search for it, I choose the second.
Between truth and the search for it, I choose the second.
Love is the immortal flow of energy that nourishes, extends and preserves. Its eternal goal is life.
Love is the immortal flow of energy that nourishes, extends and preserves. Its eternal goal is life.
Your life and my life flow into each other as wave flows into wave, and unless there is peace and read more
Your life and my life flow into each other as wave flows into wave, and unless there is peace and joy and freedom for you, there can be no real peace or joy or freedom for me. To see reality--not as we expect it to be but as it is--is to see that unless we live for each other and in and through each other, we do not really live very satisfactorily; that there can really be life only where there really is, in just this sense, love.
There is no cosmetic for beauty like happiness.
There is no cosmetic for beauty like happiness.
You never see what you want to see, forever playing to the gallery.
You never see what you want to see, forever playing to the gallery.
Busy bees chased
the bloom chaste
Though
they crawled on her
clothes
her petals unfolded
and those held close
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Busy bees chased
the bloom chaste
Though
they crawled on her
clothes
her petals unfolded
and those held close
still ever faithful
to the sun
is the everpure rose
Whether her hue
is violet or rose
Whether she grows
in freedom or rows
ever to God
in waves arose
the love perfume
from the heart of the rose.
