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.
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.
5 comments:
Love Rumi. These are wonderful.
i love your art.
xx
'love'ly
wonderful image too~
"But this dove here senses the love-hawk floating above
and waits and will not be driven or scared to safety."
Beautiful words and images...
Rumi is so awesome...as for love...more please...we don't need to be afraid to love one another.
Angelina, I'm glad you like my Spirit Figures..
hug, hug
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