Spellbound

The peace of God is with them whose mind and soul are in harmony, who are free from desire and wrath, who know their own soul.

Stop letting people who do so little for you control so much of your mind and emotions.

I’ve spent so much time in my head and in my heart that I forgot to live in my body.

I will keep loving you, inspite of yourself. My heart beats faster when I think of you. Nothing else matters.

She is something new, something hopeful. Like spring to my deep winter.

I am not trying to help you or improve you; I accept you as you are. I am not out, therefore, to save the world. Of course, when a stream or a bubbling spring flows out from the mountains, it is doing its thing. And if a thirsty traveler helps himself, well that’s fine. When a bird sings, it doesn’t sing for the advancement of music, but if somebody stops to listen and is delighted, that’s fine. And so, I talk in the same spirit. I don’t have a group of followers. I’m not trying to make disciples because I work on the principle of a physician rather than a clergyman.

Your voice was my favorite song and I had it on repeat, just so I could sleep.

And if I show you my dark side, will you still hold me tonight?