Were you indeed not blinded by the Curse Of Self-exile, that still grows worse and worse, Yourselves would know that, though you see him not, He is with you this Moment, on this Spot.
A thousand for his love expired each day, And those who saw his face, in blank dismay Would rave and grieve and mourn their lives away- To die for lo… - Farid Al-Din Attar
A thousand for his love expired each day, And those who saw his face, in blank dismay Would rave and grieve and mourn their lives away- To die for lo…
- Farid Al-Din Attar
This was no friendship, to forsake your friend, To promise your support and at the end Abandon him-this was sheer treachery. Friend follows friend to… - Farid Al-Din Attar
This was no friendship, to forsake your friend, To promise your support and at the end Abandon him-this was sheer treachery. Friend follows friend to…
If the eye of the heart is open, in each atom there will be one hundred secrets - Farid Al-Din Attar
If the eye of the heart is open, in each atom there will be one hundred secrets
The home we seek is in eternity; The Truth we seek is like a shoreless sea, Of which your paradise is but a drop. This ocean can be yours; why should… - Farid Al-Din Attar
The home we seek is in eternity; The Truth we seek is like a shoreless sea, Of which your paradise is but a drop. This ocean can be yours; why should…
The fruit of love's great tree is poverty; Whoever knows this knows humility. - Farid Al-Din Attar
The fruit of love's great tree is poverty; Whoever knows this knows humility.
Were you indeed not blinded by the Curse Of Self-exile, that still grows worse and worse, Yourselves would know that, though you see him not, He is w… - Farid Al-Din Attar
Were you indeed not blinded by the Curse Of Self-exile, that still grows worse and worse, Yourselves would know that, though you see him not, He is w…
Let love lead your soul. Make it a place to retire to, a kind of monastery cave, a retreat for the deepest core of your being. - Farid Al-Din Attar
Let love lead your soul. Make it a place to retire to, a kind of monastery cave, a retreat for the deepest core of your being.
A man whose eyes love opens risks his soul - His dancing breaks beyond the mind's control. - Farid Al-Din Attar
A man whose eyes love opens risks his soul - His dancing breaks beyond the mind's control.
The ocean can be yours; why should you stop Beguiled by dreams of evanescent dew? The secrets of the sun are yours, but you Content yourself with mot… - Farid Al-Din Attar
The ocean can be yours; why should you stop Beguiled by dreams of evanescent dew? The secrets of the sun are yours, but you Content yourself with mot…
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