Love comes with a knife, not some shy question, and not with fears for its reputation! - Rumi

اخترت أن أتعشقك في وحدتي التامة، لأنه في تلك الوحدة
تكون أنت لي وحدي.

The Ripe Fig

Now that You live here in my chest,
anywhere we sit is a mountaintop.

And those other images,
which have enchanted people
like porcelain dolls from China,
which have made men and women weep
for centuries, even those have changed now.

What used to be pain is a lovely bench
where we can rest under the roses.

A left hand has become a right.
A dark wall, a window.

A cushion in a shoe heel,
the leader of the community!

Now silence. What we say
is poison to some
and nourishing to others.

What we say is a ripe fig,
but not every bird that flies
eats figs.

When you are everywhere, you are nowhere
When you are somewhere, you are everywhere.