Wherever you step His beauty clear there is, Wherever you put your head the place of the worship of that beauty (the real Beloved) there is.
Thursday, April 25, 2024 10:13
I sometimes pass by your abode knave-like, Hoping to glance at you out of my eyes corner.
Saturday, April 20, 2024 12:52
As far as there is in the world the trace of you, As far as there is in the heaven the sound of your voice
Monday, February 12, 2024 03:20
Thursday, January 04, 2024 05:04
Except the abode of the beloved nowhere I have, Except the soil of your door no desire there is in my mind.
Monday, November 20, 2023 01:24
Tuesday, November 14, 2023 11:19
Monday, October 02, 2023 02:01
Thursday, September 14, 2023 02:11