There is some kiss we want
   with our whole lives,
   the touch of spirit on the body.

   Seawater begs the pearl
   to break its shell.

   And the lily, how passionately
   it needs some wild darling.

   At night, I open the window
   and ask the moon to come
   and press its face against mine.
   Breathe into me.

   Close the language-door
   and open the love-window.

   The moon won’t use the door,
   only the window.

2

I choose to love you in silence…
For in silence I find no rejection,

I choose to love you in loneliness…
For in loneliness no one owns you but me,

I choose to adore you from a distance…
For distance will shield me from pain,

I choose to kiss you in the wind…
For the wind is gentler than my lips,

I choose to hold you in my dreams…
For in my dreams, you have no end.
✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻
ƬĤΛИҠ Y♡Ʊ F♡Ŕ ßƐĪИƓ

You’re water. We’re the millstone.You’re wind. We’re dust blown up into shapes.You’re spirit. We’re the opening and closing of our hands. You’re the clarity.We’re the language that tries to say it.You’re joy. We’re all the different kinds of laughing.
—  Rumi

There’s a cup in the heart
When it’s filled with faith
One should taste it
Without fear
It taste only sweet
A sweetness like no other
And when this sweetness gradually
Gets deeper
It becomes “Divine wine”
You have to drink it to the dregs
But this wine is without dregs
Its flow is endless
It displays the most “Beautiful Names”
When one of them is dropped
On your tongue
You will speak only “Love”
And see Divine
Wherever you look
✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻
ƬĤΛИҠ Y♡Ʊ F♡Ŕ ßƐĪИƓ

You Embrace Some Form

You embrace some form
saying, “I am this.”

By God, you are not this
or that or the other

you are “Unique One”
“Heart-ravishing”

you are throne and palace and king
you are bird and snare and fowler

like water in jar and river
are in essence the same

you are spirit are the same

your every idol
prostrates
before you

your every thought-form
perishes
in your formlessness

Rumi

2

I am Smiling at myself today
There’s no wish left in this heart
Or perhaps there is no heart left
Free from all desire
I sit quietly like Earth
My silent cry echoes like thunder
Throughout the universe
I am not worried about it
I know it will be heard by no one
Except me
✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻
ƬĤΛИҠ Y♡Ʊ F♡Ŕ ßƐĪИƓ