I turn all thorn then, but you come back again and make my thorniness fragrant and pink and petaled.
RumiSit quietly and listen for a voice that will say, "Be more silent." As that happens, your soul starts to revive.
RumiI am your moon and your moonlight too I am your flower garden and your water too I have come all this way, eager for you Without shoes or shawl I want you to laugh To kill all your worries To love you To nourish you.
Rumi