| Every moment a voice from out of this world
 calls on our soul to wake up and rise
 
 This soul of ours is like a flame
 with more smoke than light
 blackening our vision
 letting no light through
 
 Lessen the smoke and
 more light brightens your house
 the house you dwell in now
 and the abode
 you'll eventually move to
 
 Now my precious soul
 how long are you going to
 waste yourself
 in this wandering journey
 
 Can't you hear the voice
 can't you use your swifter wings
 and answer the call..!
 
 ~ Rumi
 Ghazal 26,
 from the Diwan-e Shams
 Translation by Nader Khalili
 "Rumi, Fountain of Fire"
 Cal-Earth Press, 1994
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