This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief.
- Rumi (via samsaranmusing)
The law of Wonder rules my life at last
I burn each second of my life to love
each second of my life burns out in love
in each leaping second love lives afresh.
- Rumi (via shaktilover)
The gauge of a good poem is…the size of the love-bruise it leaves on your neck.
Or the size of the love-bruise on your brain.
Or the size of the love-lump it can weave into your soul.
Or, indeed, it could be all of the above, why not?
Run my dear,
That may not strengthen
Your precious budding wings.
Run like hell my dear,
From anyone likely
To put a sharp knife
Into the sacred, tender vision
Of your beautiful heart.
- حافظ Hafez (via indiene)
Need brings us together; that makes need sacred.
Love creates a synchronicity with what love loves.
It is the nature of this world to share its burden with you.
And it is my nature to remove it from your back.