Through Love all that is bitter will sweet Through Love all that is copper will be gold. Through Love all dregs will turn to purest wine Through Love all pain will turn to medicine. Through Love the dead will all become alive. Through Love the king will turn into a slave!
“Every moment a taste of that beauty in our mouths, another stashed in a pocket. Impossible to say what: no cypress so handsome, no sunlight, a lonely hiddenness. Other pleasure gathers a crowd, starts a fight, lots of noise there. But soul beauty stays quiet..his amazing whereabouts unknown inside my heart.” ― Jalaluddin Rumi
I have phrases and whole pages memorized, but nothing can be told of love. You must wait until you and I are living together. In the conversation we’ll have then…be patient…then. From Essential Rumi by Coleman Barks
Love has nothing to do with the five senses and the six directions: its goal is only to experience the attraction exerted by the Beloved. Afterwards, perhaps, permission will come from God: the secrets that ought to be told with be told with an eloquence nearer to the understanding that these subtle confusing allusions. The secret is partner with none but the knower of the secret: in the skeptic’s ear the secret is no secret at all. – Rumi
“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.” Rumi
“Wherever you are, and whatever you do, be in love.” -Rumi
The branch might seem like the fruit’s origin: In fact, the branch exist because of the fruit. Rumi