Feathers in the dust lying lazily content have forgotten their sky.
The flower which is single need not envy the thorns that are numerous.
The world suffers most from the disinterested tyranny of its well-wisher.
We gain freedom when we have paid the full price for our right to live.
Your careless gifts of a moment , like the meteors of an autumn night,catch fire the depth of my being.
The faith waiting in the heart of a seed promises a miracle of life which it cannot prove at once.
Spring hesitates at winter’s door,but the mango blossom rashly runs out to him before her time and meets her doom.
The world is the ever-changing foam that floats on the surface of a sea of silence.
The two separated shores mingle their voices in a song of unfathomed tears.
As a river in the sea,work finds its fulfilment in the depth of leisure.
I lingered on my way till thy cherry tree lost its blossom,but the azalea brings to me,my love, thy forgiveness.
Thy shy little pomegranate bud,blushing to-day behind her veil , will burst into a passionate flower to-morrow when I am away.
The clumisiness of power spoils the key,and uses the pickaxe.
Brith is from the mystery of night into the greater mystery of day.
These paper boats of mine are meant to dance on the ripples of bours,and not to reach any destination.
Migratory songs wing from my heart and seck their nests in your voice od love.
The sea of danger,doubt and denial around man’s little island of certainty challenges him to dare the unknown.
Love punishes when it forgives,and injured beauty by its awful silence.
You live alone and unrecompensed because they are afraid of your great worth.
The same sun is newly born in new lands in a ring of endless dawns.
God’s world is ever renewed by death,a Titan’s ever crushed by its own existence.
The glow-worm while exploring the dust never knows that stars are in the sky.
The tree is of to-day,the flower is old , it brings with it the message of the immemorial seed.
Each rose that comes brings me greetings from the Rose of an eternal spring.
God honours me when Iwork,He loves me when I sing.