…is a spark in my heart from knowing someone cares about me as I really am. You know of the light of my goodness and of the darkness of my wickedness yet gladly, still we “are”.
From “Divan-e Shams” by Rumi translated R. A. Nicholson
all that is bitter will be sweet.
all that is copper will be gold.
all dregs will turn to purest wine.
all pain will turn to medicine.
the dead will all become alive.
Through Love the
king will turn into a slave!