The birds have vanished into the sky,
and now the last cloud drains away.
We sit together, the mountain and me,
until only the mountain remains.
~ Li Po
Li Po once wrote:
Here are flowers and here is wine,
But where’s a friend with me to join
Hand in hand and heart to heart
In one full cup before we part?
Quietly breathing through the bittersweetness of Shiva's tough love; discovering the art of becoming empty, disentangled, being undone... ॐ
ooh!! dharma!! beginning good ... middle good... end good...When we remember that love is the answer, we forget there ever was a question... ♥
"You're much more a lovestory than you think." ~ Mooji

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