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 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

Be empty of worrying…. Why do you stay in prison when the door is so wide open? Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. – Rumi, as interpreted by Coleman Barks

Let the waters settle and you will see the moon and the stars mirrored in your own being. – Rumi