Rumi

The soul: a wide listening sky with thousands of candles.

When anything is sold, soul gets given in the cash: people waiting at a door.

A ladder leaning on a roof, someone climbing down.

The market square bright with understanding.

Listening opens its amazed mouth.

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Published by: Gehad Gamal

A woman who was born and raised in Egypt, but after I grew up, I realized that nationality was a figment of our imagination. Who am I? I am a human being who believes that days are chances to do more, serve others, and to downplay attainments.

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  1. “After I grew up, I realized that nationality was a figment of Our imagination”. Your Words resonate deeply with Me, thank You so much for the follow, I look forward to reading many more of Your posts. Love and Blessings.

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