Poems Like the birds by Editore S|Published 22 March 2014 The way of love is not a subtle argument. The door there is devastation. Birds make great sky-circles of their freedom. How do they learn it? They fall, and falling, they’re given wings. Rumi
Published 26 July 2016 If all the world’s harps We have fallen into the place where everything is music. The strumming and the flute notes rise into the atmosphere, and if […]
Published 12 January 2015 Be still Be still! Be quiet! Find acquaintance with silence. Go inside, delve into your heart. Take a day off from the clamour. […]
Published 7 July 2014 If you are seeking If you are seeking, seek us with joy, for we live in the kingdom of joy. Do not give your heart to […]
Published 1 May 2020 Thought of the Day: Friday 1st May You can become happy by yourself. You only need to trust and to see that it is possible. Now. SB