by a cool breeze, when suddenly a gray dove
from a thicket sand and sobbed with longing,
and reminded me of my own passion.
I had been away from my own soul so long,
so late-sleeping, but that dove's crying
woke me and made me cry. Praise
to all early-waking grievers!
-from The Essential Rumi
Praise to Early Waking Grievers










Peace
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Quaere et invenies!
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