The dark thought, the shame, the malice, meet them at the door laughing, and invite them in.
Rumi
Thy soul shall find
Thy soul shall find itself alone ’Mid dark thoughts of the gray tombstone— Not one, of all the crowd, to pry Into thine hour of secrecy. Be silent in that solitude, Which is not loneliness—for then The spirits of the dead who stood In life before thee are again In death around thee—and their will … Read more