Rumi (Poems of the Heart): LOOK _AT_THE _POWER_OF_THE_DIVINE_ONE You are the sky and I am the earth astonished at what you grow inside my heart Dry-lipped and thirsty, only the grace of your rain can turn the earth into a rose garden By you it is pregnant and only you know its burden. It twists, it turns and sighs until it gives birth to divine longing. The Beloved takes care of his lovers and feeds them generously. Sometimes he ties them with the cord of reason and sometimes he sets them free to dance. Look at the meadow bursting with flowers unable to contain its joy. Look at the power of the Divine_one turning senseless dust into a sublime painting! All we see is a veil of this never setting Sun this ancient Sun that will one day silently reveal everything that has been planted.