Sufi way- Divine Love

 O you who've gone on pilgrimage -
              where are you, where, oh where?
Here, here is the Beloved!
              Oh come now, come, oh come!
Your friend, he is your neighbor,
             he is next to your wall -
You, erring in the desert -
              what air of love is this?
If you'd see the Beloved's
              form without any form -
You are the house, the master,
              You are the Kaaba, you! . . .
Where is a bunch of roses,
              if you would be this garden?
Where, one soul's pearly essence
              when you're the Sea of God?
That's true - and yet your troubles
              may turn to treasures rich -
How sad that you yourself veil
              the treasure that is yours!
---Rumi

Rabi'a al Adawiya, an 8th Century Sufi saint who believed that GOD's love is at the core of the universe and that we need to feel that love in all we do.

  "My GOD and my Lord: Eyes are at rest,
  the stars are setting,
  hushed are the movements of birds in their nests,
  of monsters in the deep.
  And you are the Just who knows no change,
  the Equity that does not swerve,
  the Everlasting that never passes away.
  The doors of kings are locked and guarded by their henchmen,
  but Your door is open to those who call upon You.
  My Lord, each lover is now alone with his beloved
  And I am alone with You."
 'Rabi'a al Adawiya'

In love, nothing exists between heart and heart.

Speech is born out of longing,

True description from the real taste.

The one who tastes, knows;

the one who explains, lies.

How can you describe the true form of Something

In whose presence you are blotted out?

And in whose being you still exist?

And who lives as a sign for your journey?

- Rabia al Basri [1]

Frequently the Sufi poets use worldly imagery to describe their mystical experiences. Hafiz talks of visiting the wine seller to become inebriated with the overflowing cup of wine.

“Look! There is wine in the glass eye of the Winebringer That intoxicates reason and leaves you with 
a hangover of happiness!”

Here the wine refers to the nectar of divine ecstasy. The wine seller is the Giver of Divine Grace. Madness is merely a reference to the inner ecstasy of communion with God. It is delightful paradox that the Sufi’s use worldly imagery to describe that, which is beyond the world.

Love

I have loved Thee with two loves -
a selfish love and a love that is worthy of Thee.
As for the love which is selfish,
Therein I occupy myself with Thee,
to the exclusion of all others.
But in the love which is worthy of Thee,
Thou dost raise the veil that I may see Thee.
Yet is the praise not mine in this or that,
But the praise is to Thee in both that and this.

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~ Rabia al Basri

“All year round the lover is mad,

unkempt, lovesick and in disgrace.

Without love there is nothing but grief.

In love.. what else matters?

- Rumi

To be or not to be

Is not my dilemma.

To break away from both worlds is not bravery.

To be unaware of the wonders

That exist in me,

That

Is real madness!

- Rumi

The springtime of Lovers has come,

that this dust bowl may become a garden;

the proclamation of heaven has come,

that the bird of the soul may rise in flight.

The sea becomes full of pearls,

the salt marsh becomes sweet as kauthar,

the stone becomes a ruby from the mine,

the body becomes wholly soul.

---Rumi