Hidden inside

Hiding is the hidden purpose of creation.
Bury your seed and wait.

After you die, all the thoughts you had
will throng around like children.
The heart is the secret inside the secret.

Call the secret language and
never be sure what you conceal.
It’s unsure people who get the blessing.

Climbing jasmine, opening rose, nightingale song,
these are inside the chill November wind.

They are its secret.
How did you discover mine?
Your laugh.

Only the soul knows what love is.

~Jalāl ad-Dīn Rūmī