Learning to love differently is hard Love with the hands open, love With the doors banging on their hinges The cupboard unlocked, the wind Roaring and whimpering in the rooms Rustling the sheets and snapping the blinds That thwack like rubber bands In an open palm.
~ Marge Percy from "To Have Without Holding" in THE MOON IS ALWAYS FEMALE
Yahya deeply trusted in God's forgiveness. The preacher from Rayystands amazed and overwhelmed before the mystery of divine love: is it not the greatest miracle of grace that God, the ever rich who needs nothing, should love? How then, should we, who are so much in need of Love, not love God? He sums up his whole feeling in one short prayer: "Forgive me, for I belong to Thee."
~ by MYSTICAL DIMENSIONS OF ISLAM by Annemarie Schimmel