Whosoever knoweth the power of the dance, dwelleth in God. – Rumi

If you could untie your wings and free your soul of jealousy, you and everyone around you would fly up like doves. – Rumi

Daylight, full of small dancing particles and the one great turning, our souls are dancing with you, without feet, they dance. Can you see them when I whisper in your ear? – Rumi, as interpreted by Coleman Barks

I do not know who lives here in my chest, or why the smile comes. I am not myself, more the bare green knob of a rose that lost every leaf and petal to the morning wind. – Rumi