This moment, this love, comes to rest in me,
many beings in one being.
In one wheatgrain a thousand sheaf-stacks.
Inside the needle's eye, a turning night of stars.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
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At the request of a Rumi Reader, I have enabled comments, because I agree that someone, sometime might want to write about the power of Rumi's words. So many times they have met me in ways I just have to share, and so I want you to have that opportunity here. There is no expectation for comments, but please do write something if you feel the urge. ~ Ruth
Ruth! First of all, I've always loved this one. I find myself reciting it (the first part) sometimes seemingly out of nowhere...it just surfaces. And second of all, I'm gonna need you to tell me how you made that picture, please! It's awesome looking. And perfect for the poem. Thank you. Oh, and I need to tell you soon about FP. I will work on that because I want to share some of my favorite quotes from it with you and also tell you what I learned from it.
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