Poems on Jelaluddin Rumi Seeking Friendly Advice

1: Only from the heart can you touch the sky.
 
You think that water is the color blue
That ocean currents imitate the wind.
 
And where it ends beyond the height of clouds
That’s where the sky of me will turn to black,
 
Where neither air nor astronauts may live;
Yes, I’m the sky and all the rest is air.
 
If not for me there’d be no atrium
To hold within the weather and the rain,
 
From where the cumulus and stratus play.
The teaming life that feeds on coral beds,
 
The orca pods who prey...

If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished? '
- Rumi

‘My Love, you are memory, you are all I try to forget, but can’t...
We have been apart too long to stay in chains, I must absorb you,
   breathe you in like air, swallow you like water..
 The viscosity of you is that of my blood flowing to keep me alive...
 You are the mist I feel on my skin but cannot see...
 You are always all around me and nowhere as well and at once...
 We, together are everywhere, unable to be destroyed...
  This is how we...

In the first ray of light
Filtering through the trees
Drenching me in warmth  
 
Soft rain filling up my senses  
With sweetness and warm droplets landing on cheeks  
 
Wind swirling through my hair
With gentle fingers  
 
Beauty of deep blue skies
That penetrate as deeply  
The gaze from your once open eyes  
 
The mist that hangs densely  
blanket of cool
Over the scent of pines  
 
Soft clouds wrapping around the moon  
Sparkling stars dancing in a blanket
Of dark
 ...