Monday, 24 August 2015

Arms & Wings Of Love

I Was Broken Because You Changed So Quickly.

#Awesomeshake


Sheen My beloved whose love gives arms and wings to the flyers in the sky of happiness and makes them go higher and higher. Different ecstasies come to the spiritual person through your chains of love "I don't like anything to set" those words are devoid of appearances forms and shapes from you, are seen every moment by those eyes that see hidden things. Hearts are upside down because of you, the earth has turned into a sea of blood, and I cannot call you "moon". Sheen you have been above the moon, above time the mountain is split open with your grief and that grief falls down to the bottom to blaze with glittering flames. All these favours all these beauties have grown and developed because they acquired a drop of blood from your favour and grace. You have created such a great man out of dust, that all the angels are jealous of Sheen & Shiraz. The soul is penniless compared to your wealth, all goods and fortune fall to the ground underfoot. A person reaches the height of the sky if you become his arms and wings, that person carries the sign of beauty on his face and becomes more and more beautiful.

“Assume I’m a thorn a bad one, but the thorn and rose go together” – He Said.

“When a jeweller weighs gold he puts barley, as a weight on the other side of the scale”. – Her Thoughts

Actions go with ideas, “Goods come from the earth, this situation appears in words, and the words are the sign of situations”. – He Said.


The beginning of the universe is confusion tumult. The end is a shake and a quake, love and gratitude are the same as complaints, peace and comfort go hand in hand with jolts, and shakes dawn is the decree of the love of god. The Princess monogram and "the time of union has come now”. Love is interpreted this way, look at the one who is the compassion of the universe, look how he uplifts, gives status to the poor. Mantles are as bright as the moon, whereas shawls smell like roses. Love is the whole thing, we are only pieces. Love is the sea of no end, and we are a drop of it. Without love even the stars are eclipsed extinguished. With love hunched back dal become elif. Once elif loses love, it turns into dal. The word is the fountain of life, because it originates from the love of the knowledge. The real true things don't keep love away from your soul, so that your good deeds may bear fruit and keep growing. The word is enough, even if it is scarce for the one who understands its meaning, but it is never enough for the one who sees only appearances. To them the words are weak and pale; it doesn't matter if too many Novels have been written for her. Wouldn’t it be better if the sea were full of pearls? The camel can keep going stage by stage with the pleasure derived from books.


– Shirazian

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