Kurdistan; Zagros Gate

Palangan

Palangan

Palangan

Palangan

Above the &quot;Deyvaznav&quot; village

Uraman Takht

The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don&#39;t finally meet somewhere. They&#39;re in each other all along.

Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.

People are crying up the rich and variegated plumage of the peacock, and he is himself blushing at the sight of his ugly feet.

I have seen the king with a face of Glory, He who is the eye and the sun of heaven, He who is the companion and healer of all beings, He who is the soul and the universe that births souls.

Oh Cup-bearer, set my glass afire with the light of wine!

The best loved by God are those that are rich, yet have the humility of the poor, and those that are poor and have the magnanimity of the rich.

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

Zarivar Lake

Everything that is made beautiful and fair and lovely is made for the eye of one who sees.