Simplicity

Photographs. Quotes. Poetry. Spirituality.
sourkey:

Y’all don’t understand the importance of this image right here. Y’all don’t know the strength that lies within a mother lap, a mothers embrace. Nothing in this world can compare the peace of mind you get when you put your head in your moms lap and just rest. Just look at this picture, the child looks so at peace, as if nothing in this world bring harm upon them and the mom knows this, just look at her, the mom knows that on her watch, nothing can harm her child. 
Respect and love and mothers yo. 

sourkey:

Y’all don’t understand the importance of this image right here. Y’all don’t know the strength that lies within a mother lap, a mothers embrace. Nothing in this world can compare the peace of mind you get when you put your head in your moms lap and just rest. Just look at this picture, the child looks so at peace, as if nothing in this world bring harm upon them and the mom knows this, just look at her, the mom knows that on her watch, nothing can harm her child. 

Respect and love and mothers yo. 

(via enternourasworld)

I desire you more than food or drink.
My body, my senses, my mind,
Hunger for your taste.
I can sense your presence in my heart.
Although you belong to all the world,
I wait in Silent Passion,
For one gesture,
For one single glance from You..

Rumi (via random-expressions)

To fall in love with God is the greatest of all romances; to seek Him, the greatest adventure; to find Him, the greatest human achievement.

—St. Augustine (via ohseeker)

(via ohseeker)

middleeasternpoetry:

How will I drag my feet to her now? In which land will I see her, and on which street of what city should I ask about her? If I find her house (let’s suppose I do) - how will I ring the bell? How should I answer? How will I stare at her face? … How will I take the pain of all these years? Once 20 years ago, in an air-conditioned train, I kissed her all night through. - Saadi Y.  

middleeasternpoetry:

How will I drag my feet to her now? In which land will I see her, and on which street of what city should I ask about her? If I find her house (let’s suppose I do) - how will I ring the bell? How should I answer? How will I stare at her face? … How will I take the pain of all these years? Once 20 years ago, in an air-conditioned train, I kissed her all night through. - Saadi Y.  
middleeasternpoetry:

She married me, in spite of the tribe; and she travelled with me, in spite of the tribe. She gave me Zeynab and Omar, in spite of the tribe. [And] when I used to ask her, ‘Why she would take me?’ - like a child, against her chest… “Because you are my tribe.” - Nizar Kabbani

middleeasternpoetry:

She married me, in spite of the tribe; and she travelled with me, in spite of the tribe. She gave me Zeynab and Omar, in spite of the tribe. [And] when I used to ask her, ‘Why she would take me?’ - like a child, against her chest… “Because you are my tribe.” - Nizar Kabbani