The heart has its own language. The heart knows a hundred thousand ways to speak.
This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say. I don't plan it. When I'm outside the saying of it, I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.
Speak with the language of love.
Love is the bridge between you and everything.
If you want to ascend like the Prophet to the sky of immortality, know this very well: Fasting is your Arabian stallion.
All religions, all this singing, one song. The differences are just illusion and vanity. The sun’s light looks a little different on this wall than it does on that wall, and a lot different on this other one, but it’s still one light.