Monday, 1 August 2011

Listen to this reed Rumi

Listen to this reed forlorn,
Breathing, even since it was torn

From its rushy bed, a strain
Of impassioned love and pain.

"The secret of my song, though near,
None can see, none can hear.

Oh, for a friend to know the sign
And mingle all his soul with mine.

It's the flame of Love that fired me,
It's the wine of Love inspired me.

Would you learn how lovers bleed,
Then listen, listen to the reed !

~ Rumi 

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