LOVE IS FEARLESS...by Taylor Swift

It's the first kiss, 
it's flawless, 
it's really something; FEARLESS.

To me, “FEARLESS” is not the absence of fear. 
It’s not being completely unafraid. 
To me, FEARLESS is having fears.
FEARLESS is having doubts.
Lots of them.

To me, FEARLESS is living in spite of those things
that scare you to death.
FEARLESS is falling madly in love again,
even though you’ve been hurt before.

FEARLESS is walking into your freshmen year of high school at fifteen.
FEARLESS is getting back up and fighting for what you want over and over again… even though every time you’ve tried before, you’ve lost.
It’s FEARLESS to have faith that someday things will change.

FEARLESS is having the courage to say goodbye to someone
who only hurts you, even if you can’t breathe without them.

I think it’s FEARLESS to fall for your best friend,
even though he’s in love with someone else.

And when someone apologizes to you enough times for things they’ll never stop doing,
I think it’s FEARLESS to stop believing them.

It’s FEARLESS to say “you’re NOT sorry”, and walk away.
I think loving someone despite what people think is FEARLESS.

I think allowing yourself to cry on the bathroom floor is FEARLESS.

Letting go is FEARLESS. Then, moving on and being alright…
That’s FEARLESS too.

But no matter what love throws at you, you have to believe in it. You have to believe in love stories and prince charming and happily ever after.
That’s why I write these songs. Because I think love is FEARLESS.


~ Taylor Swift

And I love again and again....:)

Look at His beauty...by Rumi

Look at His beauty. Watch His manner,
That figure, that stature,
That face, those eyes.
Look at His hands and feet.

Watch His color,
That dignity, that calmness.
Watch that One dressed
Like a full moon.

Shall I start with the cypress,
Or tell about the tulips,
Or describe the jasmine?
Shall I talk about the candle and bowl,
Or the roses that dance in the morning breeze?

Love looks like a pulpit for fireworks,
Dressed to become the form
Which came and cut the road
For the caravan of Heart.
O young one, give a moment of mercy.

All night I've been in the fire,
Burning until morning.
I'm so bright and happy from the morning sun.

I've been turning around His face
Which resembles the Moon.
I send greetings to Him
Without lips or tongue.
I throw myself to the ground
Before He invites me in.

You are the rose garden of the earth
And the eyes and light of the universe.
Yet when You step into the land of cruelty,
You become all the sorrow and grief of the world.


I come to Your temple to sacrifice my life.
"Don't give me trouble, go away," You say.
I return to serve You.
"Oh, stupid one, where are you?" You say.


Your reflection is having an affair
With a fiery Lover.
I hope my eye won't lose sight of Your face
For even one moment.


O Heart, what has happened
To your patience, your decision?
Where is your work, your occupation?
Why do you lose your sleep day and night?

Heart, expound upon the beauty of Your face
And praise those charming
Narcissus eyes of Yours.
Talk about that hair which looks like hyacinth,
Those beautiful eyebrows
And those ruby-colored lips
That tell such fascinating stories.

O Love, You have many different names
Among the people.
But yesterday I gave You yet another name.
I call You
Pain which has no remedy.


O Beautiful, my Soul is enlightened by You.
I whirl around like the sky because of You,
My Soul, my Beauty.
Send some wheat
So that the mill won't become confused.

I won’t talk about Him anymore.
After this verse, I’ll be silent.
It’s enough.
My Soul has been burned by this desire.
My God, You take good care of us.

~ Rumi
Verse 216
Diwan-i Kabir
Meter - 1

Come from your Heart to My. ~ Rumi

The sun is like a sunset in front of You.
O One who grabs the reward from the King !
O the eye which looks with God, sees with God! 
O the Heart which knows everything! Come!

Myl Souls is like body for You.
You are the Soul.
What's the good of a body without Soul?

I've given You my Heart for a long time.
Come, O Beloved, I'll give You my Soul, too.

The crops of my Soul have been harvested
Since You took my Heart.
The last trouble is You. Go.
The last cure is You. Come.

O Beloved, my medicine is You.
My remedy is You.
The light of my Heart
Which has been broken into a hundred pieces
Is You.
Everything in this helpless Heart except You
Has gone. Come.

I have not been able to appreciate You.
Destiny tells me:
"Wound your Heart with arrows.
Break your head with stones. Come."

O One whose level is stated in the verse,
"The distance between them
Is only two arrow throws,"
O One who has an exalted state,
O my Love ,
No one could be Your confidant.
Come from the level of
"Maybe it is much closer."

O My Queen as beautiful as the moon!
O One more beautiful
Than a hundred beauties!
O water, O fire, come!
Come, O pearls. Come, O sea!

O One to whom my Soul
Has become a slave ,
O My Beloved, O my Archangel ,
Because of You,
I became the mounted throne of Love .
Come from your Heart to My.

~ Rumi

Wings of Love...Rumi Documentry

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We Are All the Same........by Rumi

We Are All the Same 

Listen to the reeds as they sway apart; 
Hear them speak of lost friends. 

At birth, you were cut from your bed,
Crying and grasping in separation.

Everyone listens,
knowing your song.

You yearn for others who know your name,
And the words to your lament.

We are all the same, all the same,
ongoing to find our way back;

Back to the one,
back to the only one.

~ Rumi