You cannot believe in God until you believe in yourself. SWAMI…
by Dev
May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the…
There is no abstract art. You must always start with something. Afterward…
When art critics get together they talk about Form and Structure and…
For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely,…
And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the…
I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of…
I exist as I am, that is enough, If no other in the world be aware I sit…
So shake the very Heaven on high With tumult as they thunder by, I have…
He who does not understand your silence will probably not understand your…
