Speak any language, Turkish, Greek, Persian, Arabic, but always speak with love

Lovers find secret places inside this violent world where they make transactions with beauty.

Speak with the language of love.

And don't think the garden loses its ecstasy in winter. It's quiet, but the roots are down there riotous.

Your body is away from me, but there is a window open from my heart to yours.

Make everything in you an ear, each atom of your being, and you will hear at every moment what the Source is whispering to you...you are -we all are-the beloved of the beloved, and in every moment, in every event of your life , the Beloved is whispering to you exactly what you need to hear and know. Who can ever explain this miracle? It simply is.

Life s picture is constantly undergoing change. The spirit beholds a new world every moment.