Sunday, 19 February 2012

Love is invisible except here, in Rumi

Love is invisible 
except here, in us. 

Sometimes I praise love;
sometimes love praises me. 

Love, a little shell
somewhere on the ocean floor,
opens its mouth.

You and I and we,
those imaginary beings,
enter that shell
as a single sip of seawater.

~ Rumi

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