Treasure Island

Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

(1207 - 1273 / Persia)

The Meaning of Love


Both light and shadow
are the dance of Love.
Love has no cause;
it is the astrolabe of God's secrets.
Lover and Loving are inseparable
and timeless.
Although I may try to describe Love
when I experience it I am speechless.
Although I may try to write about Love
I am rendered helpless;
my pen breaks and the paper slips away
at the ineffable place
where Lover, Loving and Loved are one.
Every moment is made glorious
by the light of Love.

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

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Translated by: Fereydoun Kia

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