From sex to silence

The glow of a morning brook

Two gardens. The same gardener.

The joy of advaita

When I first met me, I wept and wept

Trust the mystery for treasures unknown

O, you the prophet asleep!

Wonder why this world is so unstable?

Getting away from hurt

A life among the swaying corns

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