Free of who I was, free of presence, free of dangerous fear, hope, free of mountainous wanting.
RumiIf your thought is a rose, you are a rose garden; and if it is a thistle, you are fuel for the fire.
RumiFree of who I was, free of presence, free of dangerous fear, hope, free of mountainous wanting.
RumiIf your thought is a rose, you are a rose garden; and if it is a thistle, you are fuel for the fire.
Rumi