We bury our seeds and wait, Winter blocks the road, Flowers are taken prisoner underground, But then green justice tenders a spear — Rumi Copy Share Image
Just as the heart becomes carefree in a place of green, growing plants, goodwill and kindness are born when our souls enter… — 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… — Rumi Copy Share Image
The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition:… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Physical existence is so cramped.We grow old and bent over like embryos.Nine months passes;it is time to be born. The lamb wants… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Don't put blankets over the drum! Open completely. Let your spirit ear listen to the green dome's passionate murmur. — Rumi Copy Share Image
Tender words we spoke to one another are sealed in the secret vaults of heaven. One day like rain, they will fall… — Rumi Copy Share Image
I do not know who lives here in my chest, or why the smile comes. I am not myself, more the bare… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Weep like the waterwheel, that green herbs may spring up from the courtyard of your soul. If you wish for tears, have… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Be a helpful friend, and you will become a green tree with always new fruit, always deeper journeys into love. — Rumi Copy Share Image
Let yourself be loved, O Beloved, in the One. And from this One move out into the world, carrying within you 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
