Do not look for God.

Look for one

     Looking for God.

But why look at all?-

     He is not lost.

     He is right here,

Closer than your breath.

I am filled with splendour,

     Spinning with your love.

It looks like I'm spinning around,

     But no-- I'm spinning around myself!

                                                            -Rumi

a little bit of Ghalib

عشق نے غالب نکما کر دیا 

ورنہ ہم بھی آدمی تھے کام کے 

Love has left me, Ghalib, a good for nothing

Otherwise I once was a useful man

Love

                                                                                                                     spring flowers by fana

“ I do not love you as if you were the salt-rose, or topaz,

or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where “I” does not exist, nor “you”,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

 ”

-Pablo Nureda