Listen: this world is the lunatic’s sphere, Don’t always agree it’s real. Even with my feet upon it And the postman knowing my door My address is somewhere else. Hafiz
Be still! Be quiet! Find acquaintance with silence. Go inside, delve into your heart. Take a day off from the clamour. The soul is here for its own joy. Rumi
When you come back inside my chest, no matter how far I’ve wandered off, I look around and see the way. At the end of my life, with just one breath left, if you come then, I’ll sit up and sing. Rumi
Don’t insist on going where you think you want to go. Ask the way to the Spring. Your living pieces will form a harmony. There is a moving palace that floats through the air, with balconies and clear water running in every part of it, infinity everywhere, yet contained under […]
If anyone asks you how the perfect satisfaction of all our sensual wanting will look, lift your face and say Like this. When someone mentions the gracefulness of the nightsky, climb up on the roof and dance and say Like this? If anyone wants to know what ‘spirit’ […]
Birdsong brings relief to my longing I’m just as ecstatic as they are, but with nothing to say! Please universal soul, practice some song or something through me! Rumi