My favorite book of Rumi's poetry is Birdsong, translated by Coleman Barks. This poem holds simple truths about the power and gifts that come to us when we surrender to love: giving our hearts, perhaps losing our "minds."
The Way of LoveThe way of love is not a subtle argument. The door there is devastation. Birds make great sky-circles of their freedom. How do they learn it? They fall, and falling, they're given wings.
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