Daily readings of the 13th Century Persian poet as translated by Coleman Barks
This was the day Barry Fraser untied his wings, but not from jealousy. From life. How lovely, to see him flying up like a dove, on a wind current, carried away from us, in peace. So hard on my heart, but he is free.
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This was the day Barry Fraser untied his wings, but not from jealousy. From life. How lovely, to see him flying up like a dove, on a wind current, carried away from us, in peace. So hard on my heart, but he is free.
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