Today, like every other day, we wake up empty
and frightened. Don't open the door to the study
and begin reading. Take down a musical instrument.
Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.
~ Rumi
and frightened. Don't open the door to the study
and begin reading. Take down a musical instrument.
Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.
~ Rumi
Of course, if one of the beauties you love happens to be reading (as it is mine), then entering the study is sometimes the best way to kiss the ground :)
I love that! What a wonderful poem!
ReplyDeleteHey Cole :) Don't it just rock? That Rumi dude, he sure had his ear to the ground and his heart in the right place
ReplyDeleteLove me some Rumi. The guy was freakin brilliant...and insightful, and tender, and wild... Nice combination.
ReplyDeleteShelia, it's an amazing combination, isn't it? I must confess, in my confessional box, peeping out through the latticework, that my thought on reading that combination was, "I wonder what he was like in the sack?"
ReplyDeleteI confess, and shall say a few hail Mary's later
Mmmmmmmmm....
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