Those rays of the sun are in the Vosagh (house), like a lamp, (but) it’s light is above the Seventh Roof (of heaven). The form of the rose is (placed) beneath the nose for idle pleasures sake, (but) the scent of the rose is on the roof and palace of the brain. Rumi. Human is restless in this world, in search of his lost true self, and seeks the insane world in the hope of the promise of the "Returning to the God". In order to find himself, he drops layers of the ego and impurities of his existence to join any infinity.
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