April 18 - Sylvia Plath

There is a candle - Rumi

Rumi Poetry • There is a candle • Reading this beautiful poem by Rumi • There is a candle in the heart of man, waiting to be kindled. In separation from the Friend, there is a cut waiting to be stitched.

The Guest House

Rumi Poems • The Guest House • Reading this beautiful poem by Rumi • Sufi Poetry This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes As an unexpected visitor.

Not Here

Rumi Poems • Not Here • Reading this beautiful poem by Rumi • Sufi Poetry There's courage involved if you want to become truth. There is a broken- open place in a lover.

I Swear

Rumi Poetry • I Swear • Reading this beautiful poem by Rumi • Sufi Poetry I swear, since seeing Your face, the whole world is fraud and fantasy The garden is bewildered as to what is leaf or blossom. The distracted birds can't distinguish the birdseed from the snare.

April 18 - Sylvia Plath

Sylvia Plath Poetry • April 18 • Reading this beautiful poem by Sylvia Plath •