When Love Is Not Accepted Move On;

‎dancing Is Not Just Getting Up Painlessly, Like A Leaf Blown On The Wind; Dancing Is When You Tear Your Heart Out And Rise Out Of Your Body To Hang Suspended Between The Worlds.

I Wonder From These Thousand Of "me's", Which One Am I? Listen To My Cry, Do Not Drown My Voice I Am Completely Filled With The Thought Of You. Don't Lay Broken Glass On My Path I Will Crush It Into Dust. I Am Nothing, Just A Mirror In The Palm Of Your Hand, Reflecting Your Kindness, Your Sadness, Your Anger. If You Were A Blade Of Grass Or A Tiny Flower I Will Pitch My Tent In Your Shadow. Only Your Presence Revives My Withered Heart. You Are The Candle That Lights The Whole World And I Am An Empty Vessel For Your Light. Rumi - "hidden Music

No More Words. In The Name Of This Place We Drink In With Our Breathing, Stay Quiet Like A Flower. So The Nightbirds Will Start Singing.

Forget Every Touch Or Sound That Did Not Teach You How To Dance

In The Silence Between Your Heartbeat Bides A Summons. Do You Hear It? Name It If You Must, Or Leave It Forever Nameless, But Why Pretend It Is Not There?