| The Ruins of the Heart with Rumi |
| Written by Rumi | |
| Friday, 04 April 2008 | |
 The minute I heard my first love storyI started looking for you, not knowing how blind that I was Lovers don't finally meet somewhere They're in each other all along. Your embrace some form saying, "I am this." By God, you are not this or that or the other you are "Unique One" "Heart-ravishing" you are throne and palace and king you are bird and snare and fowler like water in jar and river are in essence the same you are spirit are the same you every idol prostrates before you your every thought-form perishes in your formlessness —————————————————– You are in love with me, I shall make you perplexed. Do not build much, for I intend to have you in ruins. If you build two hundred houses in a manner that the bees do; I shall make you as homeless as a fly. If you are the mount Qaf in stability. I shall make you whirl like a millstone. -Jelaluddin Rumi |
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