In the presence of the Beloved, a Lover recalled his ordeals:
“For you, I suffered all horrors in a long war.
Wealth has gone, and strength, and reputation;
because of my love
For you, many, many miseries have attacked me.
Not one dawn found me laughing, not one evening calm.”
Everything that he had tasted of desolation and despair
The Lover told [...]
Rumi - Lover and Beloved
June 16th, 2008 · No Comments
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