my teacher taught me the lesson of Poverty
Having nothing and wanting nothing.
Having nothing and wanting nothing.
I am a naked man
standing inside a mine of Rubies
clothed in red silk
standing inside a mine of Rubies
clothed in red silk
I absorb the shining
and now i see the ocean
and now i see the ocean
billion of simultaneous motions
moving in me
moving in me
A circle of lovely quite people
becomes the ring on my finger
becomes the ring on my finger
Then the wind and thunder of rain on the way
I have such a teacher.
I have such a teacher.
~ Rumi