Poems ✍️
  21.09.2025
  17

Author: Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

The Temple Of Love

The temple of love is not love itself;
True love is the treasure,
Not the walls about it.
Do not admire the decoration,
But involve yourself in the essence,
The perfume that invades and touches youThe beginning and the end.
Discovered, this replace all else,
The apparent and the unknowable.
Time and space are slaves to this presence.


  essence Treasure Presence love

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