My dearest one: tell me,
why you always return to Me?
I said to My Beloved
In everything I do, I fail, fall short
of what I would offer from my heart to You;
You see this; and say nothing.
But then you hide behind my eyes;
and so I see with Your eyes,
where I have failed;
Seeing all this with Your eyes,
how can I not return to You,
O My Beloved?
Michael Shepherd
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-spirit-of-rumi-22/
