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If anyone asks youhow the perfect satisfactionof all our sexual wantingwill look, lift your faceand say,
Like this.
When someone mentions the gracefulnessof the nightsky, climb up on the roofand dance and say,
Like this.
If anyone wants to know what "spirit" is,or what "God’s fragrance" means,lean your head toward him or her.
Keep your face there close.
Like this.
When someone quotes the old poetic imageabout clouds gradually uncovering the moon,slowly loosen knot by knot the stringsof your robe.
Like this.
If anyone wonders how Jesus raised the dead,don’t try to explain the miracle.
Kiss me on the lips.
Like this.
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When someone asks what it meansto "die for love," pointhere.
If someone asks how tall I am, frownand measure with your fingers the spacebetween the creases on your forehead.
This tall.
The soul sometimes leaves the body, the returns.
When someone doesn’t believe that,walk back into my house.
Like this.
When lovers moan,they’re telling our story.
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I am a sky where spirits live.
Stare into this deepening blue,while the breeze says a secret.
Like this.
When someone asks what there is to do,light the candle in his hand.
Like this.
How did Joseph’s scent come to Jacob?
Huuuuu.
How did Jacob’s sight return?
Huuuu.
A little wind cleans the eyes.
Like this.
When Shams comes back from Tabriz,he’ll put just his head around the edgeof the door to surprise us Like this.
Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
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This we Have Now
This we have nowis not imagination This is not grief or joy Not a judging state,or an elation,or sadness Those come and go
Two Friends
A certain person came to the Friend's doorand knocked Who's there It's me The Friend answered, Go away
Out Beyond Ideas
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,there is a field I'll meet you there When the soul lies down in that grass,the world is too full to talk about Ideas, language, even the phrase each otherdoesn't make any
Who Says Words With My Mouth
All day I think about it, then at night I say it Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing I have no idea My soul is from elsewhere,