See thousands of rose gardens in yourself....! by Rumi

Lovers
and men of intellect cannot mix:
How can you mix the broken with the unbroken?

Cautious men of intellect
shrink back from a dead ant:
Lovers, completely carefree, trample down dragons.

The intellect says:
“The six directions are limits: there
There is no way out.”
Love says:
“There is a way: I have traveled it
Thousands of times.”

The intellect saw a market,
and started to haggle:
Love saw thousands of markets beyond that market.

Lovers who drink
the dregs of the wine reel from bliss
To bliss.
The dark-hearted men of reason
Burn inwardly with denial.

The intellect says
“Do not go forward, annihilation
Contains only thorns.”
Love laughs back:
“The thorns are in you.”

Enough words!
Silence!
Pull the thorn of existence
out of the heart! Fast!

For when you do you will see
thousands of rose gardens in yourself.

~ Rumi