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The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover

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


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


The mighty desert is burning for the love of a bladeof grass who
shakes her head and laughs and flies away.

If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.

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

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

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

That I exist is a perpetual surprise which is life.

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

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

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.

The sun goes to cross the Western sea, leaving its last salutation to the East.

The waterfall sing, “I find my song, when I find my freedom.”

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

He has made his weapons his gods. When his weapons win he is defeated himself.

God finds himself by creating.

The stars are not afraid to appear like fireflies.

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.