Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Something Opens Our Wings

Something opens our wings. Something
makes boredom and hurt disappear.
Someone fills the cup in front of us.
We taste only sacredness.

2 comments:

  1. Dear Ruth, I have loved your daily posts of the Rumi poetry in "A Year With Rumi". I'm sending this link along to a friend of mine who is also a lover of Rumi on this day in 2011, which is her birthday.

    Many blessings to you and to all who read here. This year of postings is a treasure that I refer to often. Thank you so much for the time and effort you spent on compiling it.

    Sarah Susanka
    www.notsobiglife.com

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  2. Oh wonderful, Sarah. Happy Birthday to your friend. And may the blessings you've given be returned to you many fold.

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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