This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet. Share this:FacebookPinterestTwitter Related December 31, 2015 In All Quotes, Rumi ← Previous Post Next Post → Leave a Reply Cancel replyYou must be logged in to post a comment.
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