Ali Salami


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Rumi: Ghazal 28 [The Color of God]
Rumi

Rumi: Ghazal 1317 [Weeping Eye]

Behold, the mock sovereign strides with pomp and steed, Laden and ponderous, in his gilded garment indeed. He spurns death and asks: “Whence comes destiny?” Death answers from all sides:

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