An eye is meant to see things.

The soul is here for its own joy.

A head has one use: for loving a true love.

Legs: to run after.

 

Love is vanishing into the sky.  The mind,

for learning what men have done and tried to do.

Mysteries are not to be solved.  The eye goes blind

when it only wants to see why.

 

A lover is always accused of something.

But when he finds his love, whatever was lost

in the looking comes back completely changed.

 

~ Rumi