“In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest,
where no one sees you,
but sometimes I do,
and that sight becomes this art.
Drum sound rises on the air,
its throb, my heart.
A voice inside the beat says,
“I know you’re tired,
but come. This is the way.”
Are you jealous of the ocean’s generosity?
Why would you refuse to give this joy to anyone?
Fish don’t hold the sacred liquid in cups!
They swim the huge fluid freedom.”
—
Jalaluddin Mevlana Rumi
Loved it! Must be even better in the original language.
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Thanks, so true. 🙂
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And here comes the beautiful poem by the great Jalaluddin Rumi. The poem itself can inspire so many poems in me. Thanks for sharing.
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Thank you for your nice comment Megha. 🙂
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