To whom I can stretch out my hand in the somber desert ? Who will accompany me on the empty night? Who will give me a fiery day? Who will bring back the sea that left? Oh never let the parting sun, no star is ever lost we once have seen, the long rains will continue to fall.

It is by descending into the depths of his own self that man wanders through all the dimensions of the world; He sees as being that which he sees, perceiving the seer to be the same as the seen. Heart is the giver of grace, the Guide.

We have no time, we have no space, we are questions that love answers, but the veil of truth don't lift.In the edge of abyss, people really meet themselves, when they're staring at nothingness, and then they understand that we are, birds of passage.

Where have you been? I returned to the river, I returned to the mountains. I asked for their hand in marriage again, I begged to wed every object and creature, and when they accepted, then I knew my soul —every soul—then i knew, the souls are drawn from the oceans.

Our road not marked on maps. Fugitives of the centuries,our origin is the breathing and our destination is exhalation,A thousand suns are flowing in our blood,and the vision of infinity is always chasing us.The form cannot tame us, Our days are a fire and our nights a sea.

I look inside myself and see it.There is something cominginto existence before Heaven and Earth. It is beyond existing and not existing. All of creation is born from nothingness. Nothingness expecting nothing in return. All are gifts.

We are the beat of nature's heart, the earth is our heaven and the sun our breath, through our heart journey's the eternity unfolds and encircles us with her gentle hands, there is no end or return, no answer, just one spark flickers.

Time is the architect of fate, fleeting omen, pure phantom in enchanting light of absence,and our life the play of love and death,only love will never die,because In love no longer ‘thou’ and ‘I’ exist, only the blossom of sacred unity.

You come from the depths of infinity and from all directions of space-time.Every atom in you comes from a different star, every cell are made of celestial radiation.You're the smile of no birth and no death. You are the Great Poetry.