霍尔木兹彩虹岛

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.

That which is false troubles the heart, but truth brings joyous tranquillity.

Sunlight fell upon the wall; the wall received a borrowed splendor. Why set your heart on a piece of earth, O simple one? Seek out the source which shines forever.

海上的霍尔木兹岛

You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?

Everything that is made beautiful and fair and lovely is made for the eye of one who sees.

It may be that the satisfaction I need depends on my going away, so that when I&#39;ve gone and come back, I&#39;ll find it at home.

Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, For I possess a hundred fortified towers.

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

Don&#39;t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.

The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.

There is an invisible strength within us; when it recognizes two opposing objects of desire, it grows stronger.