Love is the vital core of the soul. And of all you see, only love is infinite.
I am sunlight slicing the dark.
The meaning of poetry has no sureness of direction; is like the sling, it is not under control.
Thankfulness brings you to the place where the Beloved lives.
There is no reality but God , says the completely surrendered sheik, who is an ocean for all beings.
The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.