In truth, there never was an end.

Almost eight hundred years later, the spirits of Shams and Rumi are still alive today,

whirling amid us somewhere...


June 26, 2012

From dust...



I can’t pretend to be a lion able to conquer the enemy,
To master myself would be enough.
I am only the dust on my Lover’s path
and from dust I will rise and turn into a flower.

Rumi


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