Quotes

Love Poem: Song of Secret Love I hid my love when young while ICouldn’t bear the buzzing of a flyI hid my love to my despiteTill I could not bear to look at lightI dare not gaze upon her faceBut left her memory in each placeWhere ere I saw a wild flower lieI kissed and […]

Love Poem: She Comes Not She comes not when Noon is on the roses– Too bright is Day. She comes not to the Soul till it reposes From work and play. But when Night is on the hills, and the great Voices Roll in from Sea, By starlight and candle-light and dreamlight She comes to

Love Poem: She Walks In Beauty She walks in beauty, like the nightOf cloudless climes and starry skies;And all that’s best of dark and brightMeet in her aspect and her eyes:Thus mellow’d to that tender lightWhich heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less,Had half impair’d the nameless graceWhich waves

Love Poem: Some Kiss We Want There is some kiss we wantwith our whole lives, the touch of spirit on the body.Seawaterbegs the pearl to break its shell. And the lily, how passionately it needssome wild darling! At night, I open the windowand ask the moon to come and pressits face against mine. Breathe into

Love Poem: Passion makes the old medicine new: Passion lops off the bough of weariness. Passion is the elixir that renews: how can there be weariness when passion is present? Oh, don’t sigh heavily from fatigue: seek passion, seek passion, seek passion!– Jalaluddin Rumi

Love Poem: The Passionate Shepherd to His Love Come live with me and be my love,And we will all the pleasures prove,That valleys, groves, hills and fields,Woods or steepy mountains yields. And we will sit upon the rocks,Seeing the shepherds feed their flocksBy shallow rivers, to whose fallsMelodious birds sing madrigals. And I will make

Love Poem: Shall I Compare Thee Shall I compare thee to a Summer’s day?Thou are more lovely and more temperate:Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,And Summer’s lease hath all too short a date:Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;And every fair from fair sometime declines,By

Love Poem: O Love, O pure deep Love, be here, be now,Be all – worlds dissolve into your stainless endless radiance,Frail living leaves burn with your brighter than cold stares –Make me your servant, your breath, your core. – Jalaluddin Rumi

Love Poem: O Mistress Mine O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?O, stay and hear; your true love’s coming,That can sing both high and low:Trip no further, pretty sweeting;Journeys end in lovers meeting,Every wise man’s son doth know. What is love? ‘Tis not hereafter;Present mirth hath present laughter;What’s to come is still unsure:In delay there

Love Poem: Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,there is a field. I’ll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass,the world is too full to talk about.Ideas, language, even the phrase each otherdoesn’t make any sense.– Jalaluddin Rumi