Love is the dancing cry of the soul, calling the body to worship Like a shining whirlpool, or a spinning mayfly So is love among the skies. I leap across the mountaintops, madly singing the song of all songs I float through the ether, intoxicated, thrilled I think only of your love, your calling to me And I dance the thousand dances of love, all returning to you. It is not the play of children, nor the detached unity of wise sages Unreal! Unnecessary! Where is the beauty? When I, like a glowing comet, may flash around your sun Laughing, singing, with the joy of loving you! Wine makes drunk the mind and body But it is love which thrills the soul When I approach you, I feel the mad pounding of love The singing wonder The joy which opens blossoms on the trees of the world. Come to me, and I shall dance with you In the temples, on the beaches, through the crowded streets Be you man or woman, plant or animal, slave or free I shall show you the brilliant crystal fires, shining within I shall show you the beauty deep within your soul I shall show the path beyond Heaven. Only dance, and your illusions will blow in the wind Dance, and make joyous the love around you Dance, and your veils which hide the Light Shall swirl in a heap at your feet. Rumi
Posted on: Fri, 19 Jul 2013 13:20:09 +0000
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