A Sufi Love Poem

    “Happy the moment when we are seated in the Palace,
        thou and I,
    With two forms and with two figures but with one
        soul, thou and I
    The colours of the grove and the voice of the birds
        will bestow immortality
    At the time when we come into the garden, thou
        and I.
    The stars of heaven will come to gaze upon us;
    We shall show them the Moon itself, thou and I.
    Thou and I, individuals no more, shall be mingled in
        ecstasy,
    Joyful and secure from foolish babble, thou and I.
    All the bright-plumed birds of heaven with devour
        their hearts with envy
    In the place where we shall laugh in such a fashion,
        thou and I.
    This is the greatest wonder, that thou and I, sitting
        here in the same nook,
    Are at this moment both in Iraq and Khorasan, thou
        and I.”

    (Jalaluddin Rumi)


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