Are you jealous of the oceanโs generosity? Why would you refuse to give this joy to anyone? Fish donโt hold the sacred liquid in cups! They swim the huge fluid freedom.
RumiWhen the rose is gone and the garden faded you will no longer hear the nightingale's song. The Beloved is all; the lover just a veil. The Beloved is living; the lover a dead thing. If love withholds its strengthening care, the lover is left like a bird without care, the lover is left like a bird without wings. How will I be awake and aware if the light of the Beloved is absent? Love wills that this Word be brought forth.
RumiOne of the marvels of the world: The sight of a soul sitting in prison with the key in its hand.
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