A moss-covered beach

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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

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

Rumi

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

An enemy to whom you show kindness becomes your friend, excepting lust, the indulgence of which increases its enmity.

Saadi

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

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 little and a little, collected together, becomes a great deal; the heap in the barn consists of single grains, and drop and drop make the inundation.

Saadi

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

Saadi

May these vows and this marriage be blessed.

Rumi

We are born of love; Love is our mother.

Rumi

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A moss-covered beach

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A moss-covered beach

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

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

Rumi

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

An enemy to whom you show kindness becomes your friend, excepting lust, the indulgence of which increases its enmity.

Saadi

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

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 little and a little, collected together, becomes a great deal; the heap in the barn consists of single grains, and drop and drop make the inundation.

Saadi

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

Saadi

May these vows and this marriage be blessed.

Rumi

We are born of love; Love is our mother.

Rumi

A moss-covered beach

Weather - chabahar

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