Where the Darak Desert meets the Sea

Aydin Alizadeh

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Why should I be unhappy? Every parcel of my being is in full bloom.

Rumi

The best loved by God are those that are rich, yet have the humility of the poor, and those that are poor and have the magnanimity of the rich.

Saadi

We are born of love; Love is our mother.

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

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

Hafez

Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.

Rumi

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.

Rumi

The way the Beloved can fit in my heart, two thousand lives could fit in this body of mine. One kernel could contain a thousand bushels, and a hundred worlds pass through the eye of the needle.

Rumi

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

Rumi

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Where the Darak Desert meets the Sea

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Where the Darak Desert meets the Sea

Why should I be unhappy? Every parcel of my being is in full bloom.

Rumi

The best loved by God are those that are rich, yet have the humility of the poor, and those that are poor and have the magnanimity of the rich.

Saadi

We are born of love; Love is our mother.

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

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

Hafez

Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.

Rumi

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.

Rumi

The way the Beloved can fit in my heart, two thousand lives could fit in this body of mine. One kernel could contain a thousand bushels, and a hundred worlds pass through the eye of the needle.

Rumi

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

Rumi

Where the Darak Desert meets the Sea

Weather - chabahar

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