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"I am Tarab, the beat and the rhythm of this moving world and rhythm of this world is me."
- Rumi
My nights are long and lonely, you are away until the morning. Even in my dreams, you're guilty. What interpreter would see it a good omen?
"Whoever sees you
and fails to lose his religion
is an infidel!"
—Sa'eb Tabrizi
Veiled Truth & Naked Truth are but One Reality. A beautiful Venus Day.
Beloved, You call me False, not knowing that when You call me so, You are gazing upon the Truth. How short sighted You are & with what ease my play deceives You!
With my Beloved I alone have been,
When secrets tenderer than evening airs
Passed, and the Vision blest
Was granted to my prayers
"I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth."
Madame de Rimsky Korsakov (Варвара Дмитриевна Римская-Корсакова) & Empress Elisabeth (Sissi) of Austria, Franz Xaver Winterhalter (20 April 1805 – 8 July 1873), German painter and lithographer, known for his flattering portraits of royalty and upper-class
Albert Carel Willink (7 March 1900 – 19 October 1983) was a Dutch painter who called his style of Magic realism "imaginary realism".
The winter ended & spring blossomed. His lips wear a smile of light. His heart is filled with the flame of emotion. His voice is a spring. His memory is a deer in the forest of light. His heart is awake, he is bringing flowers & bread & will defend in his heart life, life, life.