R u m i p o e t r y |
The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along. ** Out beyond ideas of wrong doing and right doing, there is a field -I'll meet you there - when the soul lies down in that grass, ideas, language, even the words "each other" don't make any sense ** "No one suffers enough," he said. "Be the one who suffers everything and comes to me with nothing but this bowl into which I can pour my wine." ** I stood at the edge of insanity, I came to a door, I knocked, the door opened.... I was standing on the inside. ** believe me i wasn't always like this lacking common sense or looking insane like you i used to be clever in my days... since i was not yet hunted down by this ever-increasing love - Rumi |
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