Kurdistan;Porte de Zagros

Palangan

Palangan

Palangan

Palangan

Above the &quot;Deyvaznav&quot; village

Uraman Takht

I fear God and next to God I mostly fear them that fear him not.

Have patience. All things are difficult before they become easy.

You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?

When someone beats a rug, the blows are not against the rug, but against the dust in it.

What shall I say, O Muslims, I know not myself, I am neither a Christian, nor a Jew, nor a Zoroastrian, nor a Muslim.

Water, stories, the body, all the things we do, are mediums that hid and show what&#39;s hidden.

He who is a slave to his stomach seldom worships God.

Zarivar Lake

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