"At night, I open the window and ask the moon to come and press its face against mine. Breath into me. Close the language-door and open the love-window. The moon won't use the door, only the window."
I love this poem. I love the moon. Symbolically, it stands for the emotional body and intuition. To me, Rumi is suggesting tuning into, embracing, and speaking through the heart and its language... and quieting the logical mind.