Friday, November 4, 2011

there is a field


Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing

and rightdoing there is a field.

I'll meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass

the world is too full to talk about.

[rumi]

I feel his words deep within, everything he wrote my soul already knows. Around and within I connect to his poetry and always tears well up since undoubtedly my soul is already flying.

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