Life is a bath of flower
“No more words. In the name of this place we drink in with our breathing, stay quiet like a flower.
So the nightbirds will start singing.”
But learn this custom
from the flower:
silence your tongue.
silence your tongue.
Very little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wildflowers will come up where you are. ~Rumi
Birdsong brings relief to my longing. I am just as ecstatic as they are, but with nothing to say.
Before death takes away what you are given, give away what there is to give. ~Rumi
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