This is love: to fly toward a secret sky,
to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment.
First, to let go of live.
In the end, to take a step without feet;
to regard this world as invisible,
and to disregard what appears to be the self.
Heart, I said, what a gift it has been
to enter this circle of lovers,
to see beyond seeing itself,
to reach and feel within the breast.
This Is Love
Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
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Poem topics: feel, heart, sky, world, moment, invisible, secret, gift, reach, step, live, circle, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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