other people's poetry |
DUST by Dorianne LauxSomeone spoke to me last night,told me the truth. Just a few words,but I recognized it.I knew I should make myself get up,write it down, but it was late,and ...
Posted by marissa on Sun, 08 Jul 2007 07:41:00 PST |
gorgeous |
St. Francis And The Sow The budstands for all things,even those things that don't flower,for everything flowers, from within, of self-blessing;though sometimes it is necessaryto reteach a thing i...
Posted by marissa on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 12:14:00 PST |
memory aid |
To those who expect the Teacher to be a man, a man will bring the message; to those who expect the Teacher to be a woman, a woman must deliver it. To those who call on God, God comes. To those w...
Posted by marissa on Thu, 06 Jul 2006 12:24:00 PST |
power concedes nothing without a demand |
"Those who profess to favor freedom, yet deprecate agitation, are men who want crops without plowing up the ground. They want rain without thunder and lightening. They want the ocean without the awful...
Posted by marissa on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
as far as prophecies go |
"When the iron bird flies, and horses run on wheels, the Tibetan people will be scattered like ants across the World, and the Dharma will come to the land of red-faced people." --Padma Sambhava, 8th C...
Posted by marissa on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
