The Friend comes into my body
looking for the center, unable
to find it, draws a blade,
strikes anywhere.
Tuesday, October 19, 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
What a powerful notion, the friend who looks for the centre and in the end strikes everywhere. This is such a mesh of love and hate, singularity and multiplicity.
ReplyDeleteFriend strikes with spiritual eys.With the blade of light in the state of ecstasy.
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