Thirteenth-century poet, scholar, theologian, and mystic, Rumi grappled with love in the form of words like no other. And yet, perhaps to grapple with love, to grapple with loving above selfish affection, is simply what we do and who we are at the most basic level, words or not.
This is love: to fly toward a secret sky,
to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment.
First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.
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Your depression is connected
to your insolence and refusal to praise.
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Listen!
Clam up your mouth and be silent like an oyster shell,
for that tongue of yours is the enemy of the soul, my friend.
When the lips are silent, the heart has a hundred tongues.
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Your task is not to seek for love,
but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself
that you have built against it.
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Love will find its way through all languages on its own.
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Sunlight fell upon the wall; the wall received a borrowed splendor.
Why set your heart on a piece of earth, O simple one?
Seek out the source which shines forever.
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There is an invisible strength within us;
when it recognizes two opposing objects of desire, it grows stronger.
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However much I might try to expound or explain Love,
when I come to Love itself, I am ashamed of my explanations . . .
Love alone can explain the mysteries of love and lovers.
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Beg of God the removal of envy,
that God may deliver you from externals,
and bestow upon you an inward occupation,
which will absorb you so that your attention is not drawn away.
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Free of who I was,
free of presence,
free of dangerous fear, hope,
free of mountainous wanting.
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