Water from your Spring

What was in the candle's light
that opened and consumed me so quickly?

Come back, my friend. The form of our love is not a created form.

Nothing can help me, but that beauty.
There was a dawn I remember
when my soul heard something from your soul.

I drank water from your spring
and felt the current take me.

 ~ Rumi
Translation by Coleman Barks

This Rumi poem recently brought up some strong feelings within me reaching
out to many areas of my life, but none so profound as my relationship with
Spirit, just as this relates to Rumi's relationship with "Shams of Tabriz."