Aberjhani, Journey Through The Power Of The Rainbow: Quotations From A Life Made Out Of Poetry Quotes
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Shine your soul with the same egoless humility as the rainbow and no matter where you go in this world or the next, love will find you, attend you, and bless you.
Each star is a mirror reflecting the truth inside you.
A world without poetry and art would be too much like one without birds or flowers: bearable but a lot less enjoyable.
Poetry and art nourish the soul of the world with the flavor-filled substances of beauty, wisdom and truth.
At the edge of madness you howl diamonds and pearls.
Poetry, like jazz, is one of those dazzling diamonds of creative industry that help human beings make sense out of the comedies and tragedies that contextualize our lives.
Change is one of the scariest things in the world and yet it is also one of those variables of human existence that no one can avoid.
The best of humanity's recorded history is a creative balance between horrors endured and victories achieved, and so it was during the Harlem Renaissance.
The music of revelation announces itself to the reader in somber brooding tones or in melodies light as air and one is invited to dance with the most captivating of partners: poetry.
You are the hybrids of golden worlds and ages splendidly conceived.
To create art with all the passion in one's soul is to live art with all the beauty in one's heart.
What can bombs know of the illuminated fields so golden with heaven in your heart’s sacred lands?
A bridge of silver wings stretches from the dead ashes of an unforgiving nightmareto the jeweled vision of a life started anew.
What is this slow blue dream of living, and this fevered death by dreaming?
Dare to love yourselfas if you were a rainbowwith gold at both ends.
In your hands winteris a book with cloud pagesthat snow pearls of love.
There is no envy, jealousy, or hatred between the different colors of the rainbow. And no fear either. Because each one exists to make the others’ love more beautiful.
Death wins nothing here, gnawing wings that amputate––then spread, lift up, fly.