“For me, a journey to Damascus is an amazing hunt from beginning to end, a slice through layers of history in search of treasure.” – Tahir Shah
Not what they had felt when jumping off the cliff, heart in heart, into the sea of LOVE.
I am walking, and walking, and – I miss feeling your Damascene summer breeze fluttering in my hair.
Oh God, I miss you, beautiful, I do.
An apricot fell out of Heaven,
It was from Damascus!
Dreams run freely…
There’s no lockdown on dreams!
Sick and tired I was of being considered an object. A trophy! A possession!