Wednesday, February 27, 2013

This Is Love

This Is Love



This is love: to fly toward a secret sky,
to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment.
First, to let go of live.
In the end, to take a step without feet;
to regard this world as invisible,
and to disregard what appears to be the self.

Heart, I said, what a gift it has been
to enter this circle of lovers,
to see beyond seeing itself,
to reach and feel within the breast.



From http://allpoetry.com/poem/8534607-This_is_love-by-Mewlana_Jalaluddin_Rumi