“I want your sun to reach my raindrops, so your heat can raise my soul upward like a cloud.”

“Your longing for ME is my message to you,All your attempts to reach ME, Are in reality MY attempts to reach you.”

“Your breath touched my soul and I saw beyond all limits.”

“You left ground and sky weeping,mind and soul full of grief.No one can take your place in existence,or in absence. Both mourn, the angels, the prophets,and this sadness I feel has taken from methe taste of language, so that I cannot saythe flavor of my being apart.”

“People want you to be happy.Don't keep serving them your pain!If you could untie your wingsand free your soul of jealousy,you and everyone around youwould fly up like doves.”

“I wonderfrom these thousand of "me's",which one am I?Listen to my cry, do not drown my voiceI am completely filled with the thought of you.Don't lay broken glass on my pathI will crush it into dust.I am nothing, just a mirror in the palm of your hand,reflecting your kindness, your sadness, your anger.If you were a blade of grass or a tiny flowerI will pitch my tent in your shadow.Only your presence revives my withered heart.You are the candle that lights the whole worldand I am an empty vessel for your light. Rumi - "Hidden Music”

“Your depression is connected to your insolenceand refusal to praise. Whoever feels himself walking on the path, and refuses to praise--that man or womansteals from others every day--is a shoplifter!The sun became full of light when it got hold of itself.Angels only began shining when they achieved discipline.The sun goes out whenever the cloud of not-praising comes.The moment the foolish angel felt insolent, he heard the door close.”