......across the universe.

These poems of Rumi are beautiful and I want to share them with you...
more love please

Shiver in this new love beyond all above and below.
The sun rises, but which way does night go?

I have no more words.

Let soul speak with the silent articulation of a face.

Someone who does not run toward the allure of love walks

a road where nothing lives.

But this dove here senses the love-hawk floating above

and waits and will not be driven or scared to safety.



and this one too



The way of love is not a subtle argument

The door there is devastation.

Birds make great sky-circles of their freedom.

How do they learn that?

They fall, and falling, they are given wings.