Rumi

When the rose is gone and the garden faded
you will no longer hear the nightingale's song.
The Beloved is all; the lover just a veil.
The Beloved is living; the lover a dead thing.
If love withholds its strengthening care,
the lover is left like a bird without care,
the lover is left like a bird without wings.
How will I be awake and aware
if the light of the Beloved is absent?
Love wills that this Word be brought forth.

Jalaluddin al-Rumi, a Persian philosopher
a mystic of Islam, in other words, ahli sufi.

was googling for something
and stumbled upon this video in a blog.

"Sekalipun cinta telah ku uraikan
dan ku jelaskan panjang lebar
namun jika cinta kudatangi
aku jadi malu pada keterangan ku sendiri"

the first thing that popped up in mind
after watching the vid - Google Rumi's poems!

bukan puisi cinta biasa.