Odilon Redon - Red Boat with Blue Sail

Who was it that came to me in a boat made of dream-fire?

(Sri Aurobindo)

In love, nothing exists between heart and heart.
Speech is born out of longing,
True description from the real taste.
The one who tastes, knows;
the one who explains, lies.
(Rabia al Basri, 717-801)
In dragoste nimic nu sta intre doua inimi
Vorba e nascuta din dor,
Cunoasterea adevarata numai din ce gusti tu insuti,
Cunoaste cel care gusta;
Iar cel care explica, minte.

Genji:
May the course of our love be clear
as the waters of yonder lake,
from which, in the spring sunshine,
the last clot of ice has melted away.
Murasaki:
On the bright mirror of these waters
I see stretched out the cloudless years
love hold for us in store.
(Murasaki Shikibu, 978-1025 - Genji Monogatari)

(Sufi)