In the night when union comes,
a lover is lost inside what leaves no trace. In that night the lover sees the stars from the inside out,
as the lightpoints in his eyes, her eyes.
~Rumi: The Big Red Book (Trans. Coleman Barks) pg 404 Lovers in their brief delight
gamble both worlds away,
a century's worth of work
for one chance to surrender.
Many slow-growth stages
build to quick bursts of blossom.
A thousand half-loves must be forsaken
to take one whole heart home.
~Rumi: The Big Red Book (Trans. Coleman Barks) pgs 453-454 I could not have known what love is
if I had never felt this longing. Anything done to excess becomes boring,
except this overflow that moves toward you.
~Rumi: The Big Red Book (Trans. Coleman Barks) Pg 461
Above photo: "It was cold, winter morning" by mala-lesbia at deviantArt.
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