The wine I drink is the fire of love and God Himself pours it into my mouth! What use is your life if your bones are not used as wood for His fire? I'll leave you with that. I could go on, I could fill these pages with elegant verses, but this is a tale for the heart and soul, not the lips...
hazrat jalal udin rumi ra
hazrat jalal udin rumi ra
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