Poems Like the brush by Editore S|Published 18 August 2014 On the path of Love โจwe are neither masters nor the owners of our lives. We are only a brush in the handย of the Master Painter. We have no idea where we are. Rumi
Published 29 July 2020 The final Sermon Beloved Prophet Muhammad, may the mercy and blessings of God be upon him, was born in Mecca, Saudi Arabia circa 570 C.E. […]
Published 26 May 2020 Thought od the Day: Tuesday 26th May What you feel you need, respect, love, attention, care, consideration, it is exactly and precisely what you need to give. SB
Published 19 June 2020 Heaven and Hell Donโt search for Heaven and Hell in the future. Both are now present. Whenever we manage to love without expectations, calculations, negotiations, […]
Published 23 January 2020 No fish In Ottoman schools every child was evaluated and trained in regards to his or her skills. They were not given the same […]