The people of Saba feel bored with just the mention of prophecy.
They have no desire of any kind. Maybe some idle curiosity about miracles, but that's it.
This over-richness is a subtle disease. Those who have it are blind to what's wrong, and deaf to anyone who points it out.
The city of Saba cannot be understood from within itself, but there is a cure, as individual medicine, not a social remedy.
Sit quietly and listen for a voice that will say, Be more silent.
As that happens, your soul starts to revive. Give up talking, and your positions of power. Give up the excessive money.
Turn toward the teachers and the prophets who do not live in Saba. They will help you grow sweet again, and fragrant and wild and fresh, and thankful for any small event. ~ RUMI
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