Rumi The Book of Love translated by Coleman Barks
“The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was.
Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.”
One Swaying Being
“Love is not condescension, never that, nor books, nor any marking
on paper, nor what people say of each other. Love is a tree with
branches reaching into eternity and roots set deep in eternity,
and no trunk! Have you seen it? The mind cannot. Your desiring
cannot. The longing you feel for this love comes from inside you.
When you become the Friend, your longing will be as the man in
the ocean who holds to a piece of wood. Eventually, wood, man, and
ocean become one swaying being, Sham Tabriz, the secret of God.”