With Winged Heart

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“With Winged Heart”  |  Anthony Satori

“But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night… and then to wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving.”

— Kahlil Gibran

When We Love

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“When We Love”  |  Anthony Satori

“When we love, we always strive to become better than we are.  When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better, too.” 

— Paulo Coelho

Girl by a Fireside

"Girl by a Fireside"  |  Anthony Satori

“Girl by a Fireside”  |  Anthony Satori

“Ah, life is a gate, a way, a path to Paradise anyway, why not live for fun and joy and love or some sort of girl by a fireside, why not go to your desire and LAUGH?”

— Jack Kerouac

The Eternal Hush of Silence

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“The Eternal Hush of Silence”  |  Anthony Satori

“Listen closely… the eternal hush of silence goes on and on throughout all of this… this is because the world is nothing but a dream.”

— Jack Kerouac

Mystery

"Mystery"  |  Anthony Satori

“Mystery”  |  Anthony Satori

“A poet’s pleasure is to withhold a little of his meaning, to intensify by mystification.  He unzips the veil from beauty, but does not remove it.”  

— E. B. White

Porcelain

"Porcelain"  |  Anthony Satori

“Porcelain”  |  (Pretty Girls, pg. 78)  |  Anthony Satori

“In one drop of water are found all the secrets of all the oceans; in one aspect of You are found all the aspects of existence.”

— Khalil Gibran

The Dreaming Itself

"The Dreaming Itself"  |  Anthony Satori

“The Dreaming Itself”  |  Anthony Satori

“I immediately fell into a blank thoughtless trance wherein it was again revealed to me ‘This thinking has stopped’ and I sighed because I didn’t have to think anymore and felt my whole body sink into a blessedness surely to be believed, completely relaxed and at peace with all the ephemeral world of dream and dreamer and the dreaming itself.”

— Jack Kerouac