Lightning, your presence from ground to sky, no one knows what becomes of me, when you take me so quickly. – Rumi

Can you find another market like this? Where, with your one rose, you can buy hundreds of rose gardens? – Rumi

What does this patch-sewing mean you ask? Eating and drinking. The heavy cloak of the body is always getting torn. You patch it with food and other ego-satisfactions. – Rumi

The core of the seen and unseen universe smiles, but remember smiles come best from those who weep. Lightning, then the rain-laughter. – Rumi