Thursday, October 13, 2011

[Sunlight] When you don't weave, the weaver will be He



Weave not, like spiders, nets from grief's saliva
In which the woof and warp are both decaying.
But give the grief to Him, Who granted it,
And do not talk about it anymore.
When you are silent, His speech is your speech.
When you don't weave, the weaver will be He.

-- Translation by Annemarie Schimmel
(No citation given)
Look! This is Love - Poems of Rumi
Shambhala, 1996




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