Before these possessions you love slip away, say what Mary said when she was surprised by Gabriel,I'll hide inside God. Naked in her room she saw a form of beauty that could give her new life. Like the sun coming up, or a rose as it opens. She leaped, as her habit was, out of herself into the divine presence.

There was fire in the channel of her breath. Light and majesty came. I am smoke from that fire and proof of its existence, more than any external form.

Pictures of the Soul

My soul, there is an image of you on each side of the six-sided mirror cube we call the universe, but mirrors can only reveal according to their capacity. They cannot picture the stages of the ,Soul's growing. The sun asks the inner Sun, "How can I see you?" When you set, I rise, comes the answer. Intellect wants to restrain the soul like a camel with its feet tied, and love longs to hold the soul's seven levels, but neither intention is possible. sometimes in a harvest circle a single piece of grain in the cloud of chaff and stems seems To have legs and wings. That's the size and effect of mind in the region of soul. In the ocean once you saw what the soul is. Since then awe has flooded you.< When soul asks questions, the pleasure of gold earrings comes to everyone's ears. Pe'rsonality is a small dog trying to get the soul to play. I hear you Call and I'm out walking the road without leg or feet. What could we do that Might resemble what you do?� Days, nights?
We are shade under your tree. Adam left the spirit world because you are here You called. Love is an ocean storm Moving for your touch. To have your Words in this I must stop speaking.

(From Barks, Coleman, The Soul of Rumi, Harper, San Francisco, CA.,2001. (Barks Comments that Sufis say that love is God's sweetest secret. Gratitude and laughter key attributes of the love state Rumu celebrates. His book of translated poems is highly recommended )