Yahya

“Sweet Love say
Where, how and when
What do you want of me?

Yours I am, for You I was born:
What do you want of me? . . .”
― Saint Teresa of Avila

“Amanda Hamilton poem: Broken Gull of Brandon Beach Winged soul, you danced the skies, And startled dawn with shrilling cries. You followed sails and braved the sea, Then caught the wind back to me. You broke your wing; it dragged the land And etched your mark upon the sand. When feathers break, you cannot fly, But who decides the time to die? . . .”
― Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing

“Man’s misfortune stems from the fact that he does not want to stay in the room where he belongs.”
― Patrick Süskind, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

“Amanda Hamilton poem: “I must let go now. Let you go. Love is too often The answer for staying. Too seldom the reason For going. I drop the line And watch you drift away. “All along You thought The fiery current Of your lover’s breast Pulled you to the deep. But it was my heart-tide Releasing you To float adrift With seaweed.”
― Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing