Faith is a question of eyesight; even the blind can see that.
It’s not easy to write a poem about a poem.
God is a cloud from which rain fell.
What we call life is only talk of nature.
The light teaches you to convert life into a festive promenade.
It is easy to see the glow but hard to recognize the awakening of silence.
A big desire is not enough to meet the expectations of lost dreams
Hope without love is hopeless.
There can be no forced inspiration.
Either all lights are turned off or one inner light is missing.
