There came one and knocked at the door of the Beloved. And a voice answered and said, 'Who is there?' The lover replied, 'It is I.' 'Go hence,' returned the voice; 'there is no room within for thee and me.' Then came the lover a second time and knocked and again the voice demanded, 'Who is there?' He answered, 'It is thou.' 'Enter,' said the voice, 'for I am within.
RumiDarkness may hide the trees and the flowers from the eyes but it cannot hide love from the soul.
RumiAt every moment, Love's voice talks to us from left and from right. All we have to do is to know how to listen.
RumiI feel like the earth, astonished at fragrance borne in the air, made pregnant with mystery from a drop of rain.
Rumi