Today’s Quote by Carlos Castaneda

“Before you embark on it you ask the question: Does this path have a heart? If the answer is no, you will know it, and then you must choose another path.”

Carlos Castaneda

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Some Fill With Each Good Rain ~ Poem by Hafiz

There are different wells within your heart.
Some fill with each good rain,
Others are far too deep for that.

In one well
You have just a few precious cups of water,
That “love” is literally something of yourself,
It can grow as slow as a diamond
If it is lost.

Your love
Should never be offered to the mouth of a
Stranger,
Only to someone
Who has the valor and daring
To cut pieces of their soul off with a knife
Then weave them into a blanket
To protect you.

There are different wells within us.
Some fill with each good rain,
Others are far, far too deep
For that.

Hafiz

The Divine Image ~ Poem by William Blake

The Divine Image

by William Blake

To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love
All pray in their distress;
And to these virtues of delight
Return their thankfulness.

For Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love
Is God, our father dear,
And Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love
Is Man, his child and care.

For Mercy has a human heart,
Pity a human face,
And Love, the human form divine,
And Peace, the human dress.

Then every man, of every clime,
That prays in his distress,
Prays to the human form divine,
Love, Mercy, Pity, Peace.

And all must love the human form,
In heathen, turk, or jew;
Where Mercy, Love, & Pity dwell
There God is dwelling too.

A Poem About Love by Hafiz

I long to open up my heart
For my heart do my part.
My story was yesterday’s news
From rivals cannot keep apart.

On this holy night stay with me
Till the morning, do not depart.
On a night so dark as this,
My course, how can I chart?

O breath of life, help me tonight
That in the morn I make a start.
In my love for you, I will
My self and ego thwart.

Like Hafiz, being love smart;
I long to master that art.

Reality ~ Poem by Rabia on Love

Reality

by Rabia

 In love, nothing exists between heart and heart.
Speech is born out of longing,
True description from the real taste.
The one who tastes, knows;
the one who explains, lies.
How can you describe the true form of Something
In whose presence you are blotted out?
And in whose being you still exist?
And who lives as a sign for your journey?

 

Today’s Quote by Beethoven on Music

What I have in my heart and soul – must find a way out. That’s the reason for music.

Ludwig van Beethoven

Poem by Emily Dickinson on Life

If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.

Emily Dickinson – Poem retrieved from http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/2678/pg2678-images.html