Hormuz The Rainbow Island

May this marriage be full of laughter, our every day in paradise.

Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, For I possess a hundred fortified towers.

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

Hormuz Island from sea

The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.

He who is a slave to his stomach seldom worships God.

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.

Don&#39;t be surprised at Fortune&#39;s turns and twists: That wheel has spun a thousand yarns before.

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

I am neither of the East nor of the West, no boundaries exist within my breast.

Even after all this time, the sun never says to the earth, &#39;You owe me.&#39; Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky.

What shall I say, O Muslims, I know not myself, I am neither a Christian, nor a Jew, nor a Zoroastrian, nor a Muslim.