Life is a tapestry: We are the warp; angels, the weft; God, the weaver. Only the Weaver sees the whole design.
The light of splendor shines in the middle of the night. Who can see it? A heart which has eyes and watches.
Life is a tapestry: We are the warp; angels, the weft; God, the weaver. Only the Weaver sees the whole design.