In the garden I see only your face From trees and blossoms I inhale only your fragrance. — Rumi Copy Share Image
If your thought is a rose, you are a rose garden; and if it is a thistle, you are fuel for the… — Rumi Copy Share Image
“When you go to a garden, do you look at thorns or flowers? Spend more time with the roses and jasmine.” — Rumi Copy Share Image
Beauty is the garden scent of roses, murmuring water flowing gently...Can words describe the indescribable? — Rumi Copy Share Image
That which God said to the rose, and caused it to laugh in full-blown beauty, He said to my heart, and made… — Rumi Copy Share Image
I am the dust in the sunlight, I am the ball of the sun . . . I am the mist of… — Rumi Copy Share Image
“A Mixed-breed Apple" A little mixed-breed apple, half red, half yellow, tells this story. A lover and beloved get separated. Their being… — Rumi Copy Share Image
“The words that make the rose bloom were also said to me. The words told to the cypress to make it grow… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Brother, stand the pain. Escape the poison of your impulses. The sky will bow to your beauty, if you do. Learn to… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Flowers open every night across the sky, a breathing peace, and sudden flame catching. — Rumi Copy Share Image
I will soothe you and heal you, I will bring you roses. I too have been covered with thorns. — Rumi Copy Share Image
The rose does best as a rose. Lilies make the best lilies. And look! You - the best you around! — Rumi Copy Share Image
What was said to the rose that made it open, was said to me, here in my chest. — Rumi Copy Share Image
You may learn to imitate a birdcall, but do you experience what the nightingale feels for the rose? — Rumi Copy Share Image
Do not sit long with a sad friend. When you go to a garden do you look at the weeds? Spend more… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Is your face a beautiful blossom or a sweet torture? I have no complaints but my heart is tempted to let you… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Always search for your innermost nature in those you are with, as rose oil imbibes from roses. — Rumi Copy Share Image
Do thou smile like the rose at loss and gain; For the rose, though its petals be torn asunder, Still smiles on,… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Even when you tear its petals off one after another, the rose keeps laughing and doesn’t bend in pain. “Why should I… — Rumi Copy Share Image
When the rose is gone and the garden faded you will no longer hear the nightingale's song. The Beloved is all; the… — Rumi Copy Share Image
And so it is, that both the Devil and the angelic Spirit present us with objects of desire to awaken our power of choice. — Rumi Copy Share Image
We began as mineral. We emerged into plant life, and into the animal state, and then into being human, and always we have forgotten… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Sometimes you hear a voice through the door calling you... This turning toward what you deeply love saves you. — Rumi Copy Share Image
“You’ve so distracted me, your absence fans my love. Don’t ask how. Then you come near. “Do not…” I say, and “Do not…,” you… — Rumi Copy Share Image
There is something to be said for anyone who sits alone with dignity and silently begs for God. — Rumi Copy Share Image
Tis easy to break an idol, very easy: to regard the self as easy to subdue is folly, folly. — Rumi Copy Share Image
