"Who is in the house of my heart?"
I cried in the middle of the night.
God said, "It is I, but what are all these images
that fill your house?"
I said, "They're the reflection of Your beautiful face."
God asked, "But what is this image full of pain?"
I said, "it is me lost in the sorrows of life,"
and showed God my soul full of wounds.
God offered me one end of a thread and said,
"Take it so I can pull you back,
but do not break the delicate string."
I reached towards it but He struck my hand.
I asked, "Why the harshness, O my Lord?"
God said, "To remind you that those who come
to My holy space proud and full of themselves,
will be sent away.
Look at your God with the eyes of your heart."
MAWLANA RUMI🌹
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