Monday, January 11, 2010

Some favourite Rumi

Come, come, whoever you are. Wonderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It doesn't matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. Come, even if you have broken your vow a thousand times Come, yet again, come, come.” -Rumi

A road might end at a single house,
but it is not love's road.
Love is a river.
Drink from it. -Rumi

I open and fill with love and
other objects evaporate.All
the learning in books stays put
on the shelf.Poetry, the dear
words and images of song, comes
down over me like mountain water. -Rumi

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