A moss-covered beach

Aydin Alizadeh

Content Producer

Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.

Rumi

May these vows and this marriage be blessed.

Rumi

Oh Cup-bearer, set my glass afire with the light of wine!

Hafez

Water, stories, the body, all the things we do, are mediums that hid and show what's hidden.

Rumi

Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.

Rumi

When the belly is empty, the body becomes spirit; and when it is full, the spirit becomes body.

Saadi

Whatever makes an impression on the heart seems lovely in the eye.

Saadi

You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?

Rumi

Beg of God the removal of envy, that God may deliver you from externals, and bestow upon you an inward occupation, which will absorb you so that your attention is not drawn away.

Rumi

People are crying up the rich and variegated plumage of the peacock, and he is himself blushing at the sight of his ugly feet.

Saadi

20897 Views
Description
0 Comments
Share

User Dear, You can use the link below to post this to your friends.

Facebook Telegram LinkedIn

A moss-covered beach

Weather - chabahar

(nearest Station)

Clear 27^° | 27^°

27 °C

Wind Speed 4.82
Humidity 49
Sunrise 27
Sunset 27
Night Start 27
Altitude 20.0M

Moon Style

Moonrise
Moonset

A moss-covered beach

Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.

Rumi

May these vows and this marriage be blessed.

Rumi

Oh Cup-bearer, set my glass afire with the light of wine!

Hafez

Water, stories, the body, all the things we do, are mediums that hid and show what's hidden.

Rumi

Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.

Rumi

When the belly is empty, the body becomes spirit; and when it is full, the spirit becomes body.

Saadi

Whatever makes an impression on the heart seems lovely in the eye.

Saadi

You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?

Rumi

Beg of God the removal of envy, that God may deliver you from externals, and bestow upon you an inward occupation, which will absorb you so that your attention is not drawn away.

Rumi

People are crying up the rich and variegated plumage of the peacock, and he is himself blushing at the sight of his ugly feet.

Saadi

A moss-covered beach

Weather - chabahar

Add New Comment