Looking For Your Face Rumi

One Breath Rumi

Powerful Affrimations

The Solitary Traveller

Although they have tightly bound
my arms and legs,
All over the mountains I hear the song of birds
And the forest is filled
With the perfume of spring flowers.
Who can preven me from freely
enjoying these,
Which take from the long journey
A little of its loneliness?
Ho Chi Minh

The Music Of Being

We can be spacious yet full of loving kindness: full of compassion, yet serene. Live like the strings of a fine instrument not too taut but not too loose.
The Buddha India