soulmate

Some writing by Mawlānā Jalāl-ad-Dīn Muhammad Balkhī


The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you,
not knowing how blind that was.

Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.
They're in each other all along.


. . . .


What was in that candle's light
that opened and consumed me so quickly?

Come back, my Friend! The form of our love
is not a created form.

Nothing can help me but that Beauty.

. . . .

Anyone that feels drawn,
for however short a time, to anyone else,
those two share a common consciousness.