Come my beloved Come my sweetheart Come, come, come.....by Rumi

Come, come, come
My endless desires
Come, come, come
Come my beloved
Come my sweetheart
Come, come, come..

Don't talk about the journey
Say no more of the path
The path one must take
You are my path
You are my journey
Come, come, come..

You stole from this earth
A bouquet of roses
I am hidden in that bouquet
Come, come, come..

As long as I am sober
And keep talking about good and bad
I am missing the most important event
Seeing your face
Come come come..

I must be a moron
Missing this life
If I don't cast my mind
In the fire of love
Come, come, come...

~ Rumi
( Path of Love )