An eternal fort over Azerbaijan's mountains

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

The countryside

Listen! Clam up your mouth and be silent like an oyster shell, for that tongue of yours is the enemy of the soul, my friend. When the lips are silent, the heart has a hundred tongues.

Rumi

Immortal Fort

Woman is a ray of God. She is not that earthly beloved: she is creative, not created.

Rumi

Green slopes surrounding the castle