No end, no end to the journey...by Rumi

No end, no end to the journey
no end, no end never

How can the heart in love
ever stop opening

If you love me,
you won't just die once

In every moment
you will die into me
to be reborn

Into this new love,
die

Your way begins
on the other side
become the sky

Take an axe
to the prison wall,
escape

Walk out like someone
suddenly born into color
do it now

~ Rumi
From Secret Language:
Rumi A Celebration in Song (Music CD),
by Ramananda

This is how I would die into the love ...by Rumi

This is how I would die into the love 
I have for you: 
as pieces of cloud dissolve in sunlight.

There are no edges to my loving now. 
You've heard it said there’s a window 
that opens from one mind to another,
but if there’s no wall,
there’s no need for fitting
the window, or the latch.

He has said,
‘The images that come with human language
do not correspond to me,
but those who love words must use them to come near.’
Just remember this, it’s like saying of the kind,
‘He is not a weaver.’ Is that praise?
Whatever such a statement is,
words are on that level of God-knowing.

A pearl in the shell does not touch the ocean.
Be a pearl without a shell,
a mindful flooding, candle turned moth,
head become empty jar,
bird settling nest, love lived.

I hear nothing in my ear but your voice.
Heart has plundered mind of all its eloquence.
Love writes a transparent calligraphy,
so on the empty page my soul can read and recollect.

If I had a hundred mouths
I would sing choral praise,
but I have just this solo tongue,
which is timid and confused
with the energy waiting to come through…

I walk awkwardly
but the smoke goes straight up.

~ Rumi