“Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.”
Tag: poetry
As Adam (51)
“The past is already gone. The future is not yet here. There’s only one moment for you to live.”
As Adam (49)
“Dark Mother! Always gliding near with soft feet, / Have none chanted for Thee a chant of fullest welcome?”
As Adam (48)
“When the yogi arises from the darkness, a vision like the clear sky of dawn will emerge …”
As Adam (47)
“Tumult and peace, the darkness and the light—”
Address to the Ocean
“Oh! where are thy beauties, my lover? / And where is thy dark flowing hair?”
As Adam (46)
“The man who loves himself so much,
Should do no injury to others.”
As Adam (43)
“The scent of flowers does not travel against the wind, nor (that of) sandal-wood, or of Tagara and Mallikâ flowers; but the odour of good people travels even against the wind; a good man pervades every place.”
As Adam (42)
“As the bee collects nectar and departs without injuring the flower, or its colour or scent, so let a sage dwell in his village.”
As Adam (41)
“Who knows their birth?”
Paul Maher Jr. 