You are a fountain of the sun’s light. I am a willow shadow on the ground. You make my raggedness silky. – Rumi

This is how I would die into the love I have for you: as pieces of cloud dissolve in sunlight. – Rumi

The way the night knows itself with the moon, be that way with me. Or, alternately translated, Union is a raging river running toward the sea. Tonight the moon kisses the stars. O beloved, be like that to me. – Rumi

The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruit other than sorrow and joy. – Rumi