And he misses her Like a wind starved sail He sits knowing what direction to go But the current keeps pulling him… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Do not leave me, hide in my heart like a secret, wind around my head like a turban. "I come and go… — Rumi Copy Share Image
There are many winds full of anger, and lust and greed. They move the rubbish around, but the solid mountain of our… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Lovers move like lightning and wind. No contest. Theologians mumble, rumble-dumble, necessity and free will, while lover and beloved pull themselves into… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Allah made the illusion look real and the real an illusion. He concealed the sea and made the foam visible, the wind… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Once the seed of faith takes root, it cannot be blown away, even by the strongest wind - Now that’s a blessing. — Rumi Copy Share Image
Dancing is not just getting up painlessly, like a leaf blown on the wind; dancing is when you tear your heart out… — 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
The morning wind spreads its fresh smell. We must get up and take that in, that wind that lets us live. Breathe… — Rumi Copy Share Image
I want that love that moved the mountains. I want that love that split the ocean. I want that love that made… — 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
