THIS TORTURE

Why should we tell you our love stories
when you spill them together like blood in the dirt?

Love is a pearl lost on the ocean floor,
or a fire we can’t see,

but how does saying that
push us through the top of the head into
the light above the head?

Love is not
an iron pot, so this boiling energy
won’t help.

Soul, heart, self.
Beyond and within those
is one saying,

How long before I’m free of this torture!

Author: Rumi (Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi)

THIS TORTURE<br /><br />Why should we tell you our love stories<br />when you spill them together like blood in the dirt?<br /><br />Love is a pearl lost on the ocean floor,<br />or a fire we can’t see,<br /><br />but how does saying that<br />push us through the top of the head into<br />the light above the head?<br /><br />Love is not<br />an iron pot, so this boiling energy<br />won’t help.<br /><br />Soul, heart, self.<br />Beyond and within those<br />is one saying,<br /><br />How long before I’m free of this torture! - Rumi (Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi)

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