chogha zanbil ziggurat

chogha zanbil ziggurat

Navid AminAghaee

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the truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell, and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.

the truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell, and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.

Rumi

Beauty surrounds us, but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know it.

Beauty surrounds us, but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know it.

Rumi

The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.

The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.

Rumi

Why should I be unhappy? Every parcel of my being is in full bloom.

Why should I be unhappy? Every parcel of my being is in full bloom.

Rumi

I am neither of the East nor of the West, no boundaries exist within my breast.

I am neither of the East nor of the West, no boundaries exist within my breast.

Rumi

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