The temple of love is not love itself;
True love is the treasure,
Not the walls about it.
Do not admire the decoration,
But involve yourself in the essence,
The perfume that invades and touches you-
The beginning and the end.
Discovered, this replace all else,
The apparent and the unknowable.
Time and space are slaves to this presence.
The Temple Of Love
Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
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Poem topics: I love you, space, time, admire, treasure, true, essence, I miss you, love, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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