What can bombs know of the illuminated fields so golden with heaven in your heart’s sacred lands?

As goes love so goes life.

Life possesses an amazing array of profoundly sad faces.

Beauty from another world gave birth to your voice-- sent to rescue scorned hearts from traumatized nights.

Just above our terror, the stars painted this story in perfect silver calligraphy. And our souls, too often abused by ignorance, covered our eyes with mercy.

The ecstatic beauty and soulful grace of Rumi's poetry inspires human hearts to believe in possibilities beyond the predictably fatal.

Hope drowned in shadows emerges fiercely splendid–– boldly angelic.