Monday, January 10, 2011

A Piece of Wood


I reach for a piece of wood. It turns into a lute.
I do some meanness. It turns out helpful.
I say one must not travel during the holy month.
then I start out, and wonderful things happen.
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2 comments:

  1. The Solitary WalkerJanuary 10, 2011 at 2:48 PM

    I know what Rumi is saying. Absolutely. But sometimes the wood... is just a piece of wood. And that's OK too.

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  2. Katherine KrigeJanuary 10, 2011 at 3:22 PM

    I like this. You never know what life will hand you or what direction it will take.

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