Follow Your Hearth

I know the sun will rise every morning, even when there are clouds. I know the birds sing melodies songs, because I have heard them from the empty enclosure of my room. I Know the sky is blue through the clouds, that the grass is green even when I stand in the desert. I know the branches of trees dance to the movements of the wind even though now the wind is still. I know flowers have beautiful smells, that the ocean never sleeps, and that the rain falls upon high mountains.

It has been said, long before words were written, that if you build an archway for your heart with neither lock nor door, life would pass freely through that archway in harmony with your senses.

Touch your friends, your husbands or wife< and they are strangers no more.Hold them, as you would touch the delicate petals of an orchid, or put your hand in a gentle stream, or feel the sand beneath your feet, or climb upon the rocks and crags, on the shoreline. Listen to their words, their breathing, their heartbeat and their footsteps on the stairway as they come to you, as you could listen to the rain, or cascading of a waterfall or a tiny breeze.

Speak to them of love, of the harmony of nature, of quite understanding among men, of the simple things in life in which one can find peace of the truth you have found, as you would have speak to God.

Let your mind and your actions explode with all the awareness as you light your forgotten lanterns of happiness, as you find a peaceful clearing in the jungle of our society. Love is everywhere. It is the night sky where the stars smile. It is in the sound of music, in man's creation of art/ It is a seed nourished by two human beings. Love will find you and you will love-if loves becomes your attitude.