It is easy to see the glow but hard to recognize the awakening of silence.
God is a cloud from which rain fell.
Hope without love is hopeless.
Even if you are alone you wage war with yourself.
In the lie of truth lies the truth.
What we call life is only talk of nature.
Holy books are an insult to a God with good intentions.
Faith is a question of eyesight; even the blind can see that.
It’s not easy to write a poem about a poem.
Either all lights are turned off or one inner light is missing.
