Saturday, June 15, 2019

two poem by Rumi







I would love to kiss you.
The price of kissing is your life.

Now my loving is running toward my life shouting,
What a bargain, Let's buy it.


 .....


When I am with you, we stay up all night.
When you're not here, I can't go to sleep.

Praise God for these two insomnias!
And the difference between them.




~ Rumi
translation by Coleman Barks


 

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