The sky was a bright shade of yellow this evening, The kind of yellow that's difficult to capture on the phone, But in reality, It makes...

...and I don't know if I can ever say it, Everything that I want to, But here's something I want you to know, That I'm always thinking...

I wish I knew Persian, To read what Rumi wrote, His real feelings, To feel the real essence, Of his emotions, And not the translated...