Rumi Poems (Everyman's Library Pocket Poets)

QUATRAINS

Pale sunlight
pale the wall.

Love moves away.
The light changes.

I need more grace
than I thought.

***

You have said what you are.
I am what I am.
Your actions in my head,
my head here in my hands
with something circling inside.
I have no name
for what circles
so perfectly.

***

Come to the orchard in Spring.
There is light and wine, and sweethearts
in the pomegranate flowers.

If you do not come, these do not matter.
If you do come, these do not matter.

***

No better love than love with no object,
no more satisfying work than work with no purpose.

If you could give up tricks and cleverness,
that would be the cleverest trick!