Wherever I go I will speak of you with love ~ Jiddu Krishnamurti

Out of the deep womb of a mountain is born a swift-running stream; so out of the aching depths of my heart has come forth joyous love, the perfume of the world. Through the sunlit valleys rush the waters, entering lake upon lake, ever wandering, never still; so is my love. As the tall trees are destroyed by the strong rush of waters that have nourished their deep roots, so has my love torn cruelly the heart of its rejoicing. I have shattered the very rock on which I grew. And as a wide river now escapes to the dancing sea, whose waters know no bondage; so is my love in the perfection of its freedom.
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Jiddu Krishnamurti