One of my favorite poets expresses my heart best in these selections. Grab a drink, grab a smoke, sit and enjoy.

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Those who don't feel this Love
pulling them like a river,
those who don't drink dawn
like a cup of spring water
or take in sunset like supper,
those who don't want to change,

let them sleep.

This Love is beyond the study of theology,
that old trickery and hypocrisy.
I you want to improve your mind that way,

sleep on.

I've given up on my brain.
I've torn the cloth to shreds
and thrown it away.

If you're not completely naked,
wrap your beautiful robe of words
around you,

and sleep.
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In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest,
where no one sees you,
but sometimes I do,
and that sight becomes this art.
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Even when you tear its petals off one after another,
the rose keeps laughing and doesn't bend in pain.
"Why should I be afflicted because of a thorn?
It is the thorn which taught me how to laugh."
Whatever you lost through fate,
be certain that it saved you from pain.
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Lovers think they are looking for each other,
but there is only one search: wandering
This world is wandering that, both inside one
transparent sky. In here
there is no dogma and no heresy.
The miracle of Jesus is himself, not what he said or did
about the future, Forget the future.
I'd worship someone who could do that.
On the way you may want to look back, or not,
but if you can say "There's nothing ahead",
there will be nothing there.
Stretch your arms and take hold the cloth of your clothes
with both hands. The cure for pain is in the pain.
Good and bad are mixed. If you don't have both,
you don't belong with us.
When one of us gets lost, is not here, he must be inside us.
There's no place like that anywhere in the world.
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One day
You will take my heart completely
and make it more fiery than
a dragon.
Your eyelashes will write on my heart
the poem
that could never come from the pen
of a poet.
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From the beginning of my life,
I have been looking for your face.
But today,
I have seen it.
Today, I’ve seen the charm, the beauty,
The unfathomable grace
Of the face that I was looking for.
Today, I have found you.
And those who laughed and scorned me yesterday
Are sorry that they were not looking as I did.
I am bewildered by the magnificence of your beauty
And wish to see you with a hundred eyes.
My heart has burned with passion,
And has searched forever,
For this wondrous beauty
That I now behold.
I am shamed to call this love human,
And afraid of God to call it divine.
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Your effulgence has lit a fire in my heart,
And you have made radiant for me
the earth and sky.
My arrow of love has arrived at the target.
I am in the house of mercy.
And my heart is
A place of prayer.
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Happy is the moment, when we sit together,
With two forms, two faces, yet one soul,
you and I.

The flowers will bloom forever,
The birds will sing their eternal song,
The moment we enter the garden,
you and I.

The stars of heaven will come out to watch us,
And we will show them
the light of a full moon –
you and I.

No more thought of "you" and "I."
Just the bliss of union –
Joyous, alive, free of care, you and I.

All the bright-winged birds of heaven
Will swoop down to drink of our sweet water –
The tears of our laughter, you and I.

What a miracle of fate, us sitting here.
Even at the opposite ends of the earth
We would still be together, you and I.

We have one form in this world,
another in the next.

To us belongs an eternal heaven,
the endless delight of you and I.
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Here someone is hidden
who has taken over me and does not let go.

Here someone is hidden
softer than the soul who led me to the garden of spirit
and made me homeless.

Here someone is hidden
a radiant face as delicate and fleeting
as the ephemeral moment before sleep.

Here someone is hidden
like sweetness in sugar cane
an invisible magician who has captured my soul.

Hidden somewhere inside, my beloved and I
have dissolved in each other.

No beauty in the world can ever tempt me
for I see only the face of my Beloved.
Tired and in pain I search the world for help
until I found in loe the cure for my pain.

Here someone hidden whispered:
"Pass beyond your tears and
you will see the broken hearted lovers
are the lords in heaven"

Here someone hidden appeared
holding love's wine
and to him I've given all my vows.
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There is a space in my body that is
Thinking it needs fulfillment
My mind thinks
My heart feels
Am I alone or are you with me
The you that is illuminated
Eyes brighten up
As the stars come to me closer
The universe surrounds me
Filling the part I only thought was empty
It never was
It never was
You, me, he, she, are we and I
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"When a tailor cuts the cloth for a garment piece by piece,
does anyone strike him, saying, "Why have you torn this choice satin?"

Whenever the builders repair an old building,
don't they first ruin the old one?

Likewise the carpenter, the blacksmith, and the butcher—
with them too there is destruction before restoration.

Unless you crush the wheat in the mill,
how will there be bread on your table?
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i was ready to tell
the story of my life
but the ripple of tears
and the agony of my heart
wouldn't let me
i began to stutter
saying a word here and there
and all along i felt
as tender as a crystal
ready to be shattered
in this stormy sea
we call life
all the big ships
come apart
board by board
how can i survive
riding a lonely
little boat
with no oars
and no arms
my boat did finally break
by the waves
and i broke free
as i tied myself
to a single board
though the panic is gone
i am now offended
why should i be so helpless
rising with one wave
and falling with the next
i don't know
if i am
nonexistence
while i exist
but i know for sure
when i am
i am not
but
when i am not
then i am
now how can i be
a skeptic
about the
resurrection and
coming to life again
since in this world
i have many times
like my own imagination
died and
been born again
that is why
after a long agonizing life
as a hunter
i finally let go and got
hunted down and became free
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How to cure bad water? Send it back to the river.
How to cure bad habits? Send me back to you.

When water gets caught in habitual whirlpools
dig a way out through the bottom
to the ocean. There is a secret medicine
given only to those who hurt so hard
they can't hope.
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This is a gathering of Lovers.
In this gathering
there is no high, no low,
no smart, no ignorant,
no special assembly,
no grand discourse,
no proper schooling required.
There is no master,
no disciple.
This gathering is more like a drunken party,
full of tricksters, fools,
mad men and mad women.
This is a gathering of Lovers
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Wake up lovers, it is time to start the journey!
We have seen enough of this world, it is time to see another.

These two gardens may be beautiful but
let us pass beyond them and go to the Gardener.

Let us kiss the ground and flow like a river
towards the ocean.

Let us go from the valley of tears to the wedding feast,
let us bring the colors of blossoms to our pale faces.

Our hearts shiver like autumn leaves about to fall,
in this world of dust there is no avoiding pain or feeling exiled.

Let us become like beautifully colored birds
and fly to the sweet land of paradise.

Everything is painted with the brush of the Invisible One
let us follow the hidden signs and find the Painter.

It is best to travel with companions
on this perilous journey only love can lead the way.

We are like rain splashing on a roof
let us find our way down the spout.

We are like an arched bow with the arrow in place
let us become straight and release the arrow towards the target.

We have stayed at home scared like mice
let us find our courage and join the lions.

Let our souls turn into a mirror
longing to reflect the essence of Beauty.

Let us begin the journey home.