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I have lost my dewdrop , cries the flower to the morning sky that lost all its stars.

Rabindranath Tagore

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Never be afraid of the moments-thus sings the voice of the everlasting.
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Afraid Moments Voice
Oh my only friend, my best beloved, the gates are open in my house – do not pass by like a dream.
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Dream Friendship Home Myself
The roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the branches fruitful.
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Earth Generosity Reward
Let me light my lamp , says the star, And never debate if it will help to remove the darkness
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Belief Darkness Deep Myself Stars
I will sit in the pupil of your eyes and that will carry your sight into the heart of the things
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Carry Eyes Heart Myself Yourself
Trees are the earth’s endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.
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Earth Effort. Listen End Heaven Tree
The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.
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Deep Enough Moments Time
Everything comes to us that belongs to us if we create the capacity to receive it.
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Ability Creation Inspirational
Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers, but to be fearless in facing them.
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Danger Fear Inspirational Myself Prayer
The small wisdom is like water in a glass, clear, transparent, pure. The great wisdom is like the water in the sea: dark, mysterious, impenetrable.
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Darkness Greatness Mystery Philosophy Sea Wisdom
I am willing to serve my country, but my worship I reserve for Right which is far greater than my country. To worship my country as a god is to bring a curse upon it.
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God Myself Right Willing Worship
We live in the world when we love it.
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Live Love World
I have lost my dewdrop , cries the flower to the morning sky that lost all its stars.
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Flower Lost Morning Myself Stars
Love is an endless mystery, because there is no reasonable cause that could explain it.
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End Explanation Love Mystery
You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had been waiting long.
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Feeling Myself Smile Wait Yourself
Let me light my lamp , says the star, And never debate if it will help to remove the darkness
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Darkness Help Myself Stars

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