I have already died all deaths, and I am going to die all deaths again, die the death of the wood in the tree, die the stone death in the mountain, earth death in the sand, leaf death in the crackling summer grass and the poor bloody human death. I will be born again, flowers, tree and grass I will be born again.
I have already died all deaths, and I am going to die all deaths again, die the death of the wood in the tree, die the stone death in the mountain, earth death in the sand, leaf death in the crackling summer grass and the poor bloody human death. I will be born again, flowers, tree and grass I will be born again.
—Herman Hesse
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There is a force within Which gives you life – seek That.
In your body Lies a priceless gem – seek That.
O wandering Sufi, if you want to find the greatest treasure Don’t look outside, Look inside, and seek That.
I have already died all deaths, and I am going to die all deaths again, die the death of the wood in the tree, die the stone death in the mountain, earth death in the sand, leaf death in the crackling summer grass and the poor bloody human death. I will be born again, flowers, tree and grass I will be born again. —Herman Hesse
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I will wait here in the fields to see how well the rain brings on the grass. In the labor of the fields longer than a man's life I am at home. Don't come with me. You stay home too.
I will be standing in the woods where the old trees move only with the wind and then with gravity. In the stillness of the trees I am at home. Don't come with me. You stay home too. —Wendell Berry