Treasure Island

Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

(1207 - 1273 / Persia)

One Swaying Being


Love is not condescension, never
that, nor books, nor any marking
on paper, nor what people say of
each other. Love is a tree with
branches reaching into eternity
and roots set deep in eternity,
and no trunk! Have you seen it?
The mind cannot. Your desiring
cannot. The longing you feel for
this loves comes from inside you.
When you become the Friend, your
longing will be as the man in
the ocean who holds to a piece of
wood. Eventually, wood, man, and
oceans become one swaying being,

Submitted: Saturday, October 26, 2013
Edited: Saturday, October 26, 2013

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