the sweet blade of your anger by Rumi

What is the use of going to see a mountain cliff if your face is not there? Why hear the secret of secrets if you are not mentioned? If Adam and Eve and their family knew nothing of you, whom should I ask? What if I get prosperity and honors and all the satisfactions anyone…

the light inside the face by Rumi

The soul gives off a light. You are that beauty. How does the soul stand such light? Great elegant-feathered, many-colored bird inside whose stretching wing-shadow even crows become stately messengers, you grace this unforgivable place with kindness. You help those who hurt, loosening their knotted hearts. Oceans disappear and reappear inside this pearl that you…