Even
After
All this time
The Sun never says to the Earth,<p>"You owe me."<p>Look
What happens
With a love like that,
It lights the whole sky.

"Even
After
All this time
The Sun never says
To the Earth,
"You owe me."
Look
What happens
With a love like that.
It lights the
Whole
Sky."

Light, my light, the world-filling light, the eye-kissing light, heart-sweetening light!

Ah, the light dances, my darling, at the centre of my life; the light strikes, my darling, the chords of my love; the sky opens, the wind runs wild, laughter passes over the earth.

The butterflies spread their sails on the sea of light. Lilies and jasmines surge up on the crest of the waves of light.

The light is shattered into gold on every cloud, my darling, and it scatters gems in profusion.

Mirth spreads from leaf to leaf, my darling, and gladness without measure. The heaven's river has drowned its banks and the flood of joy is abroad.

Love is like the rays of the sun, shining left, right, up, down, front, back, bathing everything in light

The sun is set—but see in bright array
What hosts of heav'nly light recruit the day!
Love in a shining galaxy appears
Triumphant still.

The lamps are burning and the starry sky is over it all.

You know when love's shining in your eyes it may be the stars fallen from above. And you know love is with you when you rise, for night and day belong to love.

Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns it calls me on and on across the universe.

She was a form of life and light
That seen, became a part of sight, And rose, where'er I turn'd mine eye, The morning-star of memory! Yes, love indeed is light from heaven; A spark of that immortal fire
With angels shared, by Alla given, To lift from earth our low desire.

The Love which moves the sun and the other stars.

When we look up at night and view the stars, everything we see is shining because of distant nuclear fusion.

Incluso
Después
De todo este tiempo
El Sol nunca le dice
A la Tierra,
“Me lo debes”.

Mira
Lo que pasa
Con un amor como ese,
Iumina
Todo
El cielo.

And still, after all this time, the Sun has never said to the Earth, “You owe me.” Look what happens with love like that. It lights up the sky. — Rumi

Love and Light dwelt together in the highest heaven.