Τα πάντα ρεί και ουδέν μένει ..

Heraclitus' philosophy can be captured in just two words: "πάντα ρεί", literally everything flows, meaning that everything is constantly changing, from the smallest grain of sand to the stars in the sky. Thus, every object ultimately is a figment of one's imagination. Only change itself is real, constant and eternal flux, like the continuous flow of the river which always renews itself.

Desire

A lover knows only humility.. he has no choice

He steals into your alley at night ..he has no choice

He longs to kiss every lock of your hair .. don't fret, he has no choice

In his frenzied love for you he longs to break the chains of his imprisonment, he has.. no choice

A lover asked his beloved ''Do you love yourself more than you love me?''

Beloved replied ''I have died to myself and i live for you''

''I've disappeared from myself and my attributes... I am present only for you ''

'' I've forgotten all my learnings .. but from knowing you i've become a scholar''

'' I've lost all my strength.. but from your power i'm able''

''I love my self .. I love you, I love you.. I love myself ''

I am your lover come to my side, I will open the gate.. to your love

Come settle with me, let us be neighbours to the stars ..

You have been hiding so long, endlessly drifting in the sea of my love

Even so you have always been connected to me .. concealed... revealed .. in the unknown, in the un-manifest

I am life itself ..

You have been a prisoner of a little pond..

I am the ocean and its turbulent flood. Come merge with me

Leave this world of ignorance ..be with me

I will open the gate .. to your love

I desire you more than food or drink

my body my senses my mind.. hunger for your taste

I can sense your presence in my heart.. although you belong to all the world

I wait with silent passion for one gesture .. one glance .. from you

- Deepak Chopra