The Sky Gave Me Its Heart - Rabia of Basra
The Sky Gave Me Its Heart The sky gave me its heart because it knew mine was not large enough to care for the earth the way it did. Why is it we think of God so much? Why is there so much talk about love? When an animal is wounded no one has to tell it, "You need to heal"; so naturally it will nurse itself the best it can. My eye kept telling me, "Something is missing from all I see." So it went in search of the cure. The cure for me was His beauty, the remedy-- for me was to love. Rabia of... Sign in to see full entry.