Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date. Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimmed; And every fair from fair sometime declines, … Continue reading Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer’s Day? by William Shakespeare
Encounter with the Fakir
Rumi said, “Lose your soul in God’s love… I swear there is no other way.” He held my hand and brought me out of a quagmire that was taking me down the drain. That was the most significant thing I can attribute to the chained Fakir (saint). My grandfather once told me that keep searching … Continue reading Encounter with the Fakir
