Kamis, 11 Maret 2010

poem 3

by: Jalaluddin Rumi

Sometimes in order to help
He makes us cry
Happy the eye
that sheds tears for His sake
Fortunate the heart
that burns for His sake
Laughter always follows tears
Blessed are those who understand
Life blossoms wherever water flows
Where tears are shed
Divine mercy is shown

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