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Something opens our wings.
Something makes boredom and hurt disappear.
Someone fills the cup in front of us:
We taste only sacredness.
– Rumi (1207-1273)
These words were sent to me by a friend as part of her birthday wishes, and they touched me so much that I had to post them here.
About Rumi

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The rain does not fall for him, nor does the sun shine for her.
And you as well were created not for yourself but to share.
– Angelus Silesius (1624-1677)
Translated from the German by Johannes Beilharz.

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The air I’m breathing is something else
The ground I’m walking on is something else
The time I’m going through is something else
The love I feel is something else
All of these are forms, all an approach to one
– Niebla ( © 2008 )
Written for Totally Optional Prompts, Symbolic Poetry.

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Ours
is
yours and
mine, and we
are numberless and
individual and timeless.

– Niebla (© 2008)

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Bleak Friday

I often let myself be influenced too much by others’ moods.
My spouse feels hopeless and achy today – I follow suit and start feeling absolutely listless and numb.
At least not desperate. Not yet.
But what’s in store?
WHAT WE PUT IN STORE.

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A promise

I will give you good wisdom and good nirvana.
– Nivedita B.

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What
is
my share
in this world?
What can I give it,
and how am I engrained in it?
– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2007)
The author writes about this:
“I carried this thought along on my walk this morning, forgot about it at the bakery while talking to the Ukrainian owner, then picked up on it again on my way home, arranging lines [...]

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(Caspar David Friedrich, Lonely Tree, 1822)
Some people are given flatlands
with their wide visibility all around,
their peacefully meandering
rivers
And some have to live with
hills and valleys
Some with towering cliffs
like Himalayas
and gaping chasms,
narrow gorges
through which shoots
the water of life
– Niebla (copyright 2007)

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I do not know what manner of God is mine.
The Mullah cries aloud to Him: and why? Is your Lord deaf?
The subtle anklets that ring on the feet of an insect when it moves are heard of Him.
Tell your beads, paint your forehead with the mark of your God, and wear matted locks
long and showy: [...]

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Whatever we do,
whether we sing,
write, dance, plant,
slice vegetables,
bake, cook,
it is all one.
There is no need
to kneel on a
carpet, no need
to enter a church
or temple.
It is all one.
But it needs
to be lived
fully and
completely.
– St. Nieves

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