Paradoxical
Love is a thing twoness.But underneath any twoness, man is alone. And underneath the great turbulent emotions of love, the violent herbage,lies the living rock ...
Love is a thing twoness.But underneath any twoness, man is alone. And underneath the great turbulent emotions of love, the violent herbage,lies the living rock ...
Here one can neither stand nor lie nor sitThere is not even silence in the mountainsBut dry sterile thunder without rainThere is not even solitude in the mounta...
I am the world to your dream.You are my sorrow and my song.You ride the shaman’s conjured wind.I am a lover’s net.I catch your butterfly notesand dr...
See the mountains kiss high heaven,And the waves clasp one another;No sister-flower would be forgivenIf it disdained its brother:And the sunlight clasps the ear...
One of the loneliest aspects of time is transience. Time passes and takes everything away … But the opposite is also true when you are having a lovely tim...
ADAM: Wheresoever she was, THERE was Eden. Mark Twain, Eve’s Diary ***** It’s not a place, but in you, my love,where I pray to live and die.I was gi...
If I could reachinto the pastand pluck a petalfrom that ghostly flowerI’d pull you backand tell you that I loved you. In your dying hoursI saw that you triedto ...
But because truly, being here is so much;because everything hereapparently needs us, this fleeting world,which in some strange waykeeps calling to us. Us, the m...
And now you knowThat I have thought, “Will you still love me?”Once you have seenmy all-too-human frailtyand how I often feelthat this bag of bones a...