When You Feel A Peaceful

Knock, And He'll Open The Door Vanish, And He'll Make You Shine Like The Sun Fall, And He'll Raise You To The Heavens Become Nothing, And He'll Turn You Into Everything.

I Grow Silent. Dear Soul, You Speak.

You Rave About The Holy Place (masjid Al-haram) And Say You've Visited God's Garden But Where Is Your Bunch Of Flowers? There Is Some Merit In The Suffering You Have Endured But What A Pity You Have Not Discovered The Makkah Thats Inside

The Desire To Know Your Own Soul Will End All Other Desires.

True Beauty Is A Ray That Springs From The Sacred Depths Of The Soul.