some see things as they are: others as they are” (p.82) ~CXCI — Manav Sachdeva Maasoom, The Sufi's Garland: A Tribute to Emily Dickinson, Antonio Porchia and Rabindranath Tagore
some see things as they are: others as they are” (p.82) ~CXCI — Manav Sachdeva Maasoom, The Sufi's Garland: A Tribute to Emily Dickinson, Antonio Porchia and Rabindranath Tagore
some see things as they are: others as they are” (p.82) ~CXCI — Manav Sachdeva Maasoom, The Sufi's Garland: A Tribute to Emily Dickinson, Antonio Porchia and Rabindranath Tagore
some see things as they are: others as they are” (p.82) ~CXCI — Manav Sachdeva Maasoom, The Sufi's Garland: A Tribute to Emily Dickinson, Antonio Porchia and Rabindranath Tagore
some see things as they are: others as they are” (p.82) ~CXCI — Manav Sachdeva Maasoom, The Sufi's Garland: A Tribute to Emily Dickinson, Antonio Porchia and Rabindranath Tagore
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some see things as they are: others as they are” (p.82) ~CXCI

— Manav Sachdeva Maasoom, The Sufi's Garland: A Tribute to Emily Dickinson, Antonio Porchia and Rabindranath Tagore
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