A drum beats. The body moves. Crystal bowls sing.
Come & play within your awakening soul.
“Come, come, whoever you are.
Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It doesn't matter.
Ours is not a caravan of despair. come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times.
Come, yet again , come , come.”
- Rumi
Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It doesn't matter.
Ours is not a caravan of despair. come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times.
Come, yet again , come , come.”
- Rumi