Sometimes you hear a voice through the door calling you... This turning toward what you deeply love saves you.
RumiFor sixty years I have been forgetful every minute, but not for a second has this flowing toward me stopped or slowed.
RumiWe were green: we ripened and grew golden. The Sea terrified us: we learned how to drown. Squat and earthbound, we unfolded huge wings. We started sober: are love's startled drunkards. You hide me in your cloak of nothingness Reflect my ghost in your glass of being I am nothing, yet appear: transparent dream Where your eternity briefly trembles.
Rumi