In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that light becomes this art. – Rumi, as interpreted by Coleman Barks

Your legs will get heavy and tired. Then comes a moment of feeling the wings you’ve grown, lifting. – Rumi

The mind, this globe of awareness, is a starry universe that when you push off with your foot, a thousand new roads become clear, as you yourself do at dawn, sailing through the light. – Rumi

I am a drunkard from another kind of tavern. I dance to a silent tune. I am the symphony of stars. – Rumi