Arise, O son! burst thy bonds and be free!
How long wilt thou be captive to silver and gold?
Though thou pour the ocean into thy pitcher,
It can hold no more than one day's store.
The pitcher of the desire of the covetous never fills,
The oyster-shell fills not with pearls till it is content;
Only he whose garment is rent by the violence of love
Is wholly pure from covetousness and sin.
Hail to thee, then, O LOVE, sweet madness!
Wonderful couplet by Rumi - and wonderful practical depiction of the couplet by Muntazar al-Zaidi.
Photo courtesy: http://www.flickr.com/photos/31394176@N04/3109684230/