Silence is the root of everything. If you spiral into its void a hundred voices will thunder messages you long to hear.
RumiWhen I die, I shall soar with angels, and when I die to the angels, what I shall become you cannot imagine.
RumiSilence is the root of everything. If you spiral into its void a hundred voices will thunder messages you long to hear.
RumiWhen I die, I shall soar with angels, and when I die to the angels, what I shall become you cannot imagine.
Rumi