In the heart of the mystic is another world. The pure heart can see forms and colors that the unpolished heart can not imagine. The world of forms is not it, there is so much more inside the heart of the lover. Day and night I see colors and because I set my heart free I have found another world. With more beauty and more grace and more light.  In the midst of the troubles I saw beauty and in nature I found a language. It is the world of the spiritual, of the free, of the joyful. A Sufi’s heart is so similar to the heart..

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