You are the joy that dances in my breast My secret love that’s hidden from the rest The miser’s coin will sometimes leave the purse, So you escape and give birth to my verse.
Konul Shirinцитує6 років тому
woman is of God’s radiance a ray Not just a thing with which man has his way When God created Eve, she was to be The source of all creative interplay.
Konul Shirinцитує6 років тому
Man was not made of water nor of fire, wind or clay. The spirit of desire Has made us what we are and we transcend. So don’t dabble In this babble Of elements, my friend.
Konul Shirinцитує6 років тому
The child wants the breast at once, it hasn’t learned to wait Patience is the key to joy, O Traveler, hesitate!
Konul Shirinцитує6 років тому
All brothers should be like grapes on a vine Pressed together, yielding their wine The ripe ones hide the green ones taste Even imperfection doesn’t go to waste.
Konul Shirinцитує6 років тому
Don’t burn the blanket infested with a single flea Don’t turn away from the human who is as flawed as thee.
Konul Shirinцитує6 років тому
How futile form and harmony If ears don’t hear or eyes don’t see.
Dina Kaidirцитує6 років тому
O Sufi, do not long for paradise Be content with His love, this earth, these skies.
Dina Kaidirцитує6 років тому
Sufi, do not long for paradise Be content with His love, this earth, these skies.