Just as the heart becomes carefree in a place of green, growing plants, goodwill and kindness are born when our souls enter happiness.
RumiFlattery's fire is hidden. Its sweet taste is apparent, but the smoke is bound to come out at last.
RumiJust as the heart becomes carefree in a place of green, growing plants, goodwill and kindness are born when our souls enter happiness.
RumiFlattery's fire is hidden. Its sweet taste is apparent, but the smoke is bound to come out at last.
Rumi