Rumi

The Drunkard of the Divine, whose soul became a reed flute played by the breath of the Beloved. He represents the "Ecstasy of Dissolution"—the realization that love is the bridge to the Absolute. He is the whirling center where the world disappears, the one who found a sun inside his own chest. Why do you stay in prison when the door is wide open? He is the invitation to unlearn everything until only the song remains.