This beautiful poem fell upon my desk one morning
out of the world wide web :
I am your moon and your moonlight too
I am your flower garden and your water too
I have come all this way, eager for you
Without shoes or shawl
I want you to laugh
To kill all your worries
To love you
To nourish you
Rumi (1207 – 17 December 1273), was a Persian poet, theologian, and Sufi mystic.
His quotes on love are inspirational.
Rumi has been described as the “most popular poet” and is the best-selling poet in the United States.
His poems have been widely translated into many of the world’s languages and transposed into various formats.
This led me think of William Blake’s lovely poem
about a sick rose:
O Rose thou art sick.
The invisible worm,
That flies in the night
In the howling storm:
Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.
And I must include my favourite Shakespearean
Love Sonnet No. XCI
Some glory in their birth, some in their skill,
Some in their wealth, some in their body’s force,
Some in their garments though new-fangled ill;
Some in their hawks and hounds, some in their horse;
And every humour hath his adjunct pleasure,
Wherein it finds a joy above the rest:
But these particulars are not my measure,
All these I better in one general best.
Thy love is better than high birth to me,
Richer than wealth, prouder than garments’ cost,
Of more delight than hawks and horses be;
And having thee, of all men’s pride I boast:
Wretched in this alone, that thou mayst take
All this away, and me most wretched make.