You are the drop, and the ocean.
You are kindness, you are anger,
You are sweetness, you are poison.
Do not make me more disheartened.
You are the chamber of the Sun,
You are the abode of Venus,
You are the garden of all hope.
Oh, Beloved, let me enter.
You are daylight, you are fasting,
You are the fruit of misery,
You are water, you are the bowl,
Oh, give me some water this time.
You are the grain of wheat, the snare,
You are the wine, you are the cup,
Raw you are, and cooked too you are.
Oh, do not leave me quite so raw.
Reference: Love: The Joy That Wounds The Love Poems of RUMI.
