I am a painter. Rumi

I am a painter. I create your image every moment!
It seems to me that I have penetrated into it to the depths.

I created hundreds of faces - and I gave a soul to everyone,
But I throw everyone into the fire, only your face will see.

Oh, who are you, my beauty: is it intoxicating wine?
Is it Samum, walking straight against my dreams?

The soul is drunk with you, impregnated with you,
Permeated, dissolved and became like a double.

And each drop is in the blood buzzing about you
Jealous of the dust, which is easy to cuddle at your feet.

Here is my perishable body: only clay and water ...
But you are with me - and I am ringing like a fabulous spring!


Rumi