An eternal fort over Azerbaijan's mountains

When I die, I shall soar with angels, and when I die to the angels, what I shall become you cannot imagine.

Rumi

The countryside

If you find the mirror of the heart dull, the rust has not been cleared from its face.

Rumi

Immortal Fort

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.

Rumi

Green slopes surrounding the castle