Judge The Moth By The

I Can't Stop Pointing To The Beauty. Every Moment And Place Says, 'put This Design In Your Carpet!'

Rub Your Eyes, And Look Again At Love, With Love.

In Every Religion There Is Love, Yet Love Has No Religion.

I Have Been A Seeker And I Still Am, But I Stopped Asking The Books And The Stars. I Started Listening To The Teaching Of My Soul.

What Shall I Say, O Muslims, I Know Not Myself, I Am Neither A Christian, Nor A Jew, Nor A Zoroastrian, Nor A Muslim.