Lovers and love live for eternity
All else is borrowed, brother, leave it be
Don’t be in thrall to passing shows that fade
Embrace the thing that is of spirit made
Love gives you wings to fly up to that place
Beyond the hundred veils of airy space
To be born you must first renounce each breath
And on the journey turn towards that death
That blinds you to the world and to the “I”
That tells you, you are eternity’s sigh.
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Tbh, I can't understand some of Rumi's work. I need to read any explaination of his poems. I am quite busy so till then I'll just read.
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Metanoia || Poems Collection
PoesíaMetanoia means the journey of changing one's mind, heart, self or way of life. This is collection of poems all around the world. "We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. An...
