Cognition & Reality

Wednesday, 21 July 2010

The Lover’s Kiss

Filed under: Rumi — drtone @ 7:02 am

Divine Beauty

Kings lick the earth whereof the fair are made,
For God hath mingled in the dusty earth
A draught of Beauty from his choicest cup.
Tis that, fond lover–not these lips of clay–
Thou art kissing with a hundred ecstasies,
Think, then, what it must be when undefiled.

Jalal ad-Din Rumi


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