Contemplating Rumi and You

Reading Rumi has always reminded me of the way I love you. Like Rumi, my love is an extremist of the most foolish yet fervent kind. Love can not be felt in all its totality unless it is of the most extreme nature, like mine.

A moderate person can never be a lover. You need only me. So just close your eyes, fall in love and stay there. Because only I can show you the field which is beyond every idea of wrongdoing and rightdoing, the field were we truly meet.

Rumi’s idea of love involves no giving and taking. It means just throwing yourself in the fire and celebrating the burning. More than you, it is my need to love you; because only when I 'realise' you I can experience the mythical joy in absolute permanence.

It is because of love, I know humility, I have no choice

I crawl into your veins every night, I have no choice

I long to kiss every inch of your skin

Don’t fret; understand. I have no choice

In my frenzy love for you, I long to break the chains of my imprisonments

If you asked, whether I love myself more than I love you

I’d say I have died for myself and lived for you

I’ve disappeared from myself and my attributes

I am present only for you, around you, within you

Love me and let us then be neighbours to the stars

Stay concealed in me, revealed in me

In the unknown, in the unmanifested...

I am the life you breathe in to keep me from dying

I have turned us into insomniacs

Neither you sleep when I am with you

Nor do I catch a wink when you’re away

Love me; for you have no choice

PS: This post has waft of several of my late night readings which includes many thoughts and quotes by the great Rumi. I won't call the post purely original but then again ... only a very few things are purely original. All these words that I write and you read were not created by me. Everything is borrowed and dog-eared after centuries of use.