When you look for God,
God is in the look of your eyes.
In the thought of looking,
nearer to you than your self,
or things that have happened to you.
There’s no need to go outside.
Be melting snow.
Wash yourself of yourself.
A white flower grows in the quietness.
Let your tongue become that flower.
~ Beloved Rumi ~ ❤️❤️
Be Melting Snow …
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