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     Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.
     And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall
there with a sign.

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O Troupe of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my words.

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     The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.
     It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal.

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     It is the tears of the earth that keep here smiles in bloom.

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      The mighty desert is burning for the love of  a bladeof grass who
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     If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.

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     The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement, dancing
  water. Will you carry the burden of their lameness?

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     Her wishful face haunts my dreams like the rain at night.

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     Once we dreamt that we were strangers.
     We wake up to find that we  were dear to each other.

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     Sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart like the evening among
  the silent trees.

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     Some unseen fingers, like an idle breeze, are playing upon my heart
the music of the ripples.

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What language is thine, O sea?
The language of eternal question.
What language is thy answer, O sky?
The language of eternal silence.

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     Listen, my heart, to the whispers of the world with which it makes
  love to you.

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     The mystery of creation is like the darkness of night--it is great.
Delusions of knowledge are like the fog of the morning.

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     Do not seat your love upon a precipice because it is high.

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     I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer-by stops
  for a moment, nods to me and goes.

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     There little thoughts are the rustle of leaves; they have their
  whisper of joy in my mind.

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     What you are you do not see, what you see is your shadow.

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     My wishes are fools, they shout across thy song, my Master.
     Let me but listen.

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     I cannot choose the best.
     The best chooses me.

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     They throw their shadows before them who carry their lantern on
  their back.

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     That I exist is  a perpetual surprise which is life.

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We, the rustling leaves, have a voice that answers the storms,
  but who are you so silent?"
I am a mere flower.

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     Rest belongs to the work as the eyelids to the eyes.

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     Man is a born child, his power is the power of growth.

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     God expects answers for the flowers he sends us, not for the sun
  the earth.

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     The light that plays, like a naked child, among the green leaves
  happily knows not that man can lie.

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     O Beauty, find thyself in love, not in the flattery of thy mirror.

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     My heart beats her waves at the shore of the world and writes upon
  it her signature in tears with the words, "I love thee."

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      Moon, for what do you wait?
     To salute the sun for whom I must make way.

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     The trees come up to my window like the yearning voice of the dumb earth.

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     His own mornings are new surprises to God.

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     Life finds its wealth by the claims of the world, and its worth
  by the claims of love.

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     The dry river-bed finds no thanks for its past.

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     The bird wishes it were a cloud.
     The cloud wishes it were a bird.

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     The waterfall sing, "I find my song, when I find my freedom."

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     I cannot tell why this heart languishes in silence.
     It is for small needs it never asks, or knows or remembers.

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     Woman, when you move about in your household service your limbs sing
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     The sun goes to cross the Western sea, leaving its last salutation
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     The trees, like the longings of the earth, stand atiptoe to peep
  at the heaven.

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     You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this
  I had been waiting long.

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     The fish in the water is silent, the animal on the earth is noisy,
  the bird in the air is singing.
     But Man has in him the silence of the sea, the noise of the earth and
  the music of the air.

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     The world rushes on over the strings of the lingering heart making
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     He has made his weapons his gods.
     When his weapons win he is defeated himself.

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     Shadow, with her veil drawn, follows Light in secret meekness,
  with her silent steps of love.

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     I thank thee that I am none of the wheels of power but I am one with
  the living creatures that are crushed by it.

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     While the glass lamp rebukes the earthen for calling it cousin the
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     We come nearest to the great when we are great in humility.

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     Take my wine in my own cup, friend.
     It loses its wreath of foam when poured into that of others.

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     The perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the Imperfect.

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     Thank the flame for its light, but do not forget the lampholder
  standing in the shade with constancy of patience.

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     Tiny grass, your steps are small, but you possess the earth under
  your tread.

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     The infant flower opens its bud and cries, "Dear World, please do not
  fade."

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     God grows weary of great kingdoms, but never of little flowers.

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     Wrong cannot afford defeat but Right can.

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     The woodcutter's axe begged for its handle from the tree.
     The tree gave it.

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     In my solitude of heart I feel the sigh of this widowed evening veiled
  with mist and rain.

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     Chastity is a wealth that comes from abundance of love.

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     The mist, like love, plays upon the heart of the hills and bring out
  surprises of beauty.

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     We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us.

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     The poet wind is out over the sea and the forest to seek his own voice.

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     Every child comes with the message that God is not yet discouraged of man.

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     The grass seeks her crowd in the earth.
     The tree seeks his solitude of the sky.

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     Religion will be one when God is dead.

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     The artist is the lover of Nature, therefore he is her slave and her
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How far are you from me, O Fruit?
I am hidden in your heart, O Flower.

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     This longing is for the one who is felt in the dark, but not seen
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You are the big drop of dew under the lotus leaf, I am the smaller
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     Power said to the world, "You are mine."
     The world kept it prisoner on her throne.
     Love said to the world, "I am thine."
     The world gave it the freedom of her house.

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     The mist is like the earth's desire.
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