“During his years at the seminary school, as a teenager and shortly after puberty, Haji Adib had believed that the sky was the husband of the earth. Haji loved the sleeping lady earth in autumn and winter. In the winter, when snow covered everything, he thought of the sleeping lady earth who cradled wakefulness in her sinews until the sudden tremble of thunder and rain in the spring. In autumn—which was the spring of the mystics, according to his father—he would go on long walks to hold communion with the clean, quiet and motionless lady. Without knowing it, he was in love with the earth.”
— Touba and the Meaning of Night, by Shahrnush Parsipur (via marsiouxpial)
Reblogged from marsiouxpial.
