Poems Like the brush by Editore S|Published 18 August 2014 On the path of Love we are neither masters nor the owners of our lives. We are only a brush in the hand of the Master Painter. We have no idea where we are. Rumi
Published 9 November 2020 Thought of the Week: 9 November 2020 When you really observe the now you will see that it is not a point. I t is a stream of life. […]
Published 8 December 2014 Moonlight Moonlight floods The whole sky From horizon to horizon: How much it can fill Your room Depends On its windows. Rumi
Published 22 January 2017 Expose yourself Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are […]
Published 11 August 2014 A mystic knows A mystic knows without knowledge, without intuition or information, without contemplation or description or revelation. Mystics are not themselves. Attar