#rumi

A craftsman pulled a reed from the reedbed, cut holes in it, and called it a human being. Since then, it's been wailing a tender agony of parting, never mentioning the skill that gave it life as a flute ↗

— Rumi

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I know you're tired but come, this is the way. ↗

— Rumi

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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. ↗

— Rumi

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I was dead, then alive. Weeping, then laughing. The power of love came into me, and I became fierce like a lion, then tender like the evening star. ↗

— Rumi

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This is how I would die into the love I have for you: As pieces of cloud dissolve in sunlight. ↗

— Rumi

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For the thirst to possess your love, Is worth my blood a hundred times. ↗

— Rumi

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You hurt and have sharp desire, yet your presence is a healing calm. ↗