• Place before the sun a burning candle,
    And watch its brilliance disappear before that blaze.
    The candle exists no longer
    But is transformed
    Into the light. 

    - Rumi

  • Are you looking for me?  I am in the next seat.
    My shoulder is against yours.
    You will not find me in stupas, not in Indian shrine
    Rooms, nor in synagogues, nor in cathedrals:
    Not in masses, nor kirtans, not in legs winding
    Around your own neck, nor in eating nothing but vegetables.
    When you really look for me, you will see me instantly---
    You will find me in the tiniest house of time.
    Kabir says: Student, tell me, what is God?
    He is the breath inside the breath.

    - Kabir

  • The darkness of night is coming along fast, and
    The shadows of love close in the body and the mind.
    Open the window to the west, and disappear into the air inside you.
    Near your breastbone there is an open flower.
    Drink the honey that is all around that flower.
    Waves are coming in:
    There is so much magnificence near the ocean!
    Listen: Sound of big seashells! Sound of bells!
    Kabir says Friend, listen, this is what I have to say:
    The Guest I love is inside me! 

    - Kabir

  • Wayfarer,
    Your body is my prayer carpet,
    For I can see in your eyes
    That you are exquisitely woven
    With the finest silk and wool.  

    - Hafiz

  • Come, come whoever you are,
    Wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving
    It doesn't matter.
    Ours is not a caravan of despair;
    Ours is a caravan of joy.
    Come, even if you have broken your vow a thousand times
    Come, come, yet again, come. 

    - Rumi

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  • Awake awhile.
    It does not have to be forever.
    Right now.  One step upon the Sky's soft skirt would be enough.
    Awake awhile. 
    Just one True moment of Love will last for days.
    Rest all your elaborate plans and tactics for knowing Him,
    For they are all just frozen spring buds
    Far, so far from Summer's Divine Gold.
    Awake, my dear.
    Be kind to your sleeping heart.
    Take it out into the vast fields of Light
    And let it breathe.
    Say, “Love, give me back my wings.
    Lift me, lift me nearer.”
    Say to the sun and moon, say to our dear Friend,
    I will take you up now, Beloved,
    On that wonderful Dance You promised!”

    - Hafiz