Apr 03, 2014 17:30
I have wanted to rediscover my lost inner poet for some time. I remember that he used to be around many years ago, when I was young and spent lots of time fantasizing about living in other cultures, places and times, or writing love letters to God.
I suspect he might be back sooner than I thought.
whatever their ways are, they are all in love with you. Each comes, by a path, to the rose garden. Niyazi Misri