From the heart of the poet, Rumi:
Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel
and kiss the ground.
Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the
barriers within yourself that you have built against it.
If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished?
You were born with wings, why prefer to crawl through life?
When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.
Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.
The wound is the place where the light enters you.
Where there is ruin, there is hope for a treasure.
Be grateful for whoever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from
beyond.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Your comments are welcome.