Rumi

With the Beloved’s water of life no illness remains.In the Beloved’s rose garden of union, no thorn remains.They say there is a window from one heart to another.How can there be a window where no wall remains?

Window Seat

Imagine you are sitting in a train that will take you on a journey. On this train, you are sharing space with a few people; you call them family, friends and companions. They all have somewhere to reach…their own destination and maps in their hands. They get on that train at a designated station and […]