This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say. I don't plan it. When I'm outside the saying of it, I get very quiet and rarely speak at all. - Rumi

This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say.

لا يهدأ قلب العاشق قط ما لم يُبادله المحبوب الوله.
وحين يُشع نور الحب فى القلب فذاك يعنى أن هناك إحساساً بالحب فى القلب الآخر.

Lose yourself,
Lose yourself in this love.
When you lose yourself in this love,
you will find everything.

Lose yourself,
Lose yourself.
Do not fear this loss,
For you will rise from the earth
and embrace the endless heavens.

Lose yourself,
Lose yourself.
Escape from this earthly form,
For this body is a chain
and you are its prisoner.
Smash through the prison wall
and walk outside with the kings and princes.

Lose yourself,
Lose yourself at the foot of the glorious King. When you lose yourself
before the King
you will become the King.

Lose yourself,
Lose yourself.
Escape from the black cloud
that surrounds you.
Then you will see your own light
as radiant as the full moon.

Now enter that silence.
This is the surest way
to lose yourself. . . .

What is your life about, anyway? — Nothing but a struggle to be someone,
Nothing but a running from your own silence.

Not only the thirsty seek the water, the water as well seeks the thirsty.