Apart from Love everything passes away. The way to heaven is in your heart. Open and lift the wings of Love Rumi
Saturday, September 13, 2014
Thursday, September 11, 2014
There are three lessons I would write
Three words, as with a burning pen,
In tracings of eternal light,
Upon the heart of men.
Have hope! though clouds environ round,
And gladness hides her face in scorn,
Put thou the shadow from thy brow,
No night but hath its morn.
Have love! not love alone for one,
But man as man thy brother call,
And scatter like the circling sun,
Thy charities on all.
Friedrich Schiller
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