breakthrough This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet. ~Rumi Rate this:
letting go Letting go, of what you may not know. The feather that falls from your wings won’t stop you from soaring. Rate this:
dancing under a red moon You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you. But sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art. ~Rumi Rate this: