Has not the Architect, Love, built your heartin a glorious manner,with so much care that it is meant to break if love ever ceass to know all that happensis perfect?And where does anything love has ever knowngo, when your eye and hand can no longer be warmed by its body?So vast a room your soul, every universe canfit into it.Anything you once called beautiful, anythingthat evergave you comfort waits to unite with yourarms again. I promise.~HafizFrom, A Year with Hafiz: Daily ContemplationsTranslated by Daniel LadinskyParticipate in the 100 Ways Community:Email Me: https://laurachristine.us/contact or LC@laurachristine.us Send a voice message!Support our show or book a reading! https://www.buymeacoffee.com/100ways --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/100ways/message
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