terça-feira, 28 de dezembro de 2010

Hello, my dear!
Have a good night!
Hugs & kisses



The moon shines in my body, but my blind eyes cannot see it:
The moon is within me, and so is the sun.
The unstruck drum of Eternity is sounded within me; but my deaf ears  cannot hear it.

So long as man clamours for the I and the Mine, his work are as naught:
When all love of the I and the Mine is dead, then the work of the Lord is done.
For work has no other aim than the getting of knowledge:
When that comes, then work is put a away.

The flower blooms for the fruit: when the fruit comes, the flower withers.
The musk is in the deer, but it seeks it not within itself: it wanders in quest of grass.

KABIR (1440-1518)