Come, come, whoever you are,Reflections of Christmas captured at Printemps Haussmann, Paris and (c) On An Overgrown Path 2009. Report broken links, missing images and errors to - overgrownpath at hotmail dot co dot uk
Wonderer, worshipper, lover of leaving.
It doesn't matter.
Ours is not a caravan of despair.
Come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times
Come, yet again, come, come.
Meulana Jalāl ad-Dīn Rumi