This is how it always is when I finish a poem. A great silence overcomes me and I wonder why I ever thought to use language.
RumiSince Love has made ruins of my heart The sun must come and illumine them. Such generosity has broken me with shame.
RumiEverything you see has its roots in the unseen world. The forms may change, yet the essence remains the same. Every wonderful sight will vanish, every sweet word will fade, But do not be disheartened, The source they come from is eternal, growing, Branching out, giving new life and new joy. Why do you weep? The source is within you And this whole world is springing up from it.
Rumi