You could string a hundred endless days together, My soul would find no comfort from this pain. You laugh at my tale? You may be educated But you havenโt learned to love till youโre insane
RumiPhysical existence is so cramped.We grow old and bent over like embryos.Nine months passes;it is time to be born. The lamb wants to graze green daylight. There are ways of being born twice,of coming to where you fly,not individually like birds, but as the sun moves with his bride,sincerity.
Rumi