Grace Goschen

“This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief.”
― Rumi

“The way of love is not
a subtle argument.

The door there
is devastation.

Birds make great sky-circles
of their freedom.
How do they learn it?

They fall, and falling,
they're given wings.”
― Mawlana Jalal-al-Din Rumi

“No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.”
― C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed

“This is how I would die
into the love I have for you:
As pieces of cloud
dissolve in sunlight.”
― Rumi