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Only From The Heart Can You Touch The Sky …

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Body is where you are, …

Mind is where you would have gone, …

Heart is where you want to be, …

Soul is where you end up …


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House Of Mercy


From the beginning of my life
I have been looking for your face
but today I have seen it
Today I have seen the charm,
the beauty
the unfathomable grace of the face
that I was looking for

Today I have found you
and those who laughed and scorned me yesterday
are sorry that they were not looking as I did

I am bewildered by the magnificence of your beauty
and wish to see you with a hundred eyes

My heart has burned with passion
and has searched forever f
or this wondrous beauty that I now behold

I am ashamed to call this love human
and afraid of God to call it divine
Your fragrant breath like the
morning breeze
has come to the stillness of the garden

You have breathed new life into me
I have become your sunshine and also your shadow

My soul is screaming in ecstacy
Every fiber of my being is in love with you
Your efflugence has lit a
in my heart for me the earth and sky

My arrow of love has arrived at the target
I am in the house of mercy
and my heart is a place of prayer


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One cannot always be a hero, but one can always be a human! Love and compassion are necessities, not luxuries. Without them humanity cannot survive.
Albert Einstein once said: “Remember your humanity and forget the rest!”

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L’Infinito – Infinity

Sempre caro mi fu quest’ermo colle,
E questa siepe, che da tanta parte
Dell’ultimo orizzonte il guardo esclude.
Ma sedendo e mirando, interminati
Spazi di là da quella, e sovrumani
Silenzi, e profondissima quiete
Io nel pensier mi fingo; ove per poco
Il cor non si spaura. E come il vento
Odo stormir tra queste piante, io quello
Infinito silenzio a questa voce
Vo comparando: e mi sovvien l’eterno,
E le morte stagioni, e la presente
E viva, e il suon di lei. Cosi tra questa
Immensita s’annega il pensier mio:
E il naufragar m’è dolce in questo mare.

Giacomo Leopardi

Always dear to me was this lonely hill,
And this hedge, which from me so great a part
Of the farthest horizon excludes the gaze.
But as I sit and watch, I invent in my mind
endless spaces beyond, and superhuman
silences, and profoundest quiet;
wherefore my heart
almost loses itself in fear. And as I hear the wind
rustle through these plants, I compare
that infinite silence to this voice:
and I recall to mind eternity,
And the dead seasons, and the one present
And alive, and the sound of it. So in this
Immensity my thinking drowns:
And to shipwreck is sweet for me in this sea.

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