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You're song,
a wished-for song...
Go through the ear to the center
Go through the ear to the center
where sky is, where wind,
where silent knowing...
Put seeds and cover them;
Blades will sprout
Put seeds and cover them;
Blades will sprout
where you do your work...
~Rumi
~Rumi
posted by Kathleen @ 9:40 AM
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