| My heart, sit only with those who know and understand you.
 Sit only under a tree
 that is full of blossoms.
 
 In the bazaar of herbs and potions
 don’t wander aimlessly
 find the shop with a potion that is sweet
 If you don’t have a measure
 people will rob you in no time.
 
 You will take counterfeit coins
 thinking they are real.
 Don’t fill your bowl with food from
 every boiling pot you see.
 
 Not every joke is humorous, so don’t search
 for meaning where there isn’t one.
 Not every eye can see,
 not every sea is full of pearls.
 
 My hart, sing the song of longing
 like nightingale.
 The sound of your voice casts a spell
 on every stone, on every thorn.
 
 First, lay down your head
 then one by one
 let go of all distractions.
 Embrace the light and let it guide you
 beyond the winds of desire.
 
 There you will find a spring
 and nourished by its see waters
 like a tree you will bear fruit forever.
 
 ~ Rumi
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I love to listen to your heart singing the song of longing like a Nightingale... :-)
ReplyDeleteAndy, have a great fulfilled with love weekend!