In my hallucination I saw my beloved’s flower garden In my vertigo, in my dizziness In my drunken haze Whirling and dancing like a spinning wheel
I saw myself as the source of existence I was there in the beginning And I was the spirit of love Now I am sober There is only the hangover And the memory of love And only the sorrow
I yearn for happiness I ask for help I want mercy And my love says:
Look at me and hear me Because I am here Just for that
I am your moon and your moonlight too I am your flower garden and your water too I have come all this way, eager for you Without shoes or shawl
I want you to laugh To kill all your worries To love you To nourish you
Oh sweet bitterness I will soothe you and heal you I will bring you roses I, too, have been covered with thorns
Intoxicated by Love Because of your love I have lost my sobriety I am intoxicated By the madness of love
In this fog I have become a stranger to myself I’m so drunk I’ve lost the way to my house
In the garden I see only your face From trees and blossoms I inhale only your fragrance
Drunk with the ecstasy of love I can no longer tell the difference Between drunkard and drink Between Lover and Beloved.
Rumi…. ♥
