Body Intelligence

It Felt Love

In your light

The breeze at dawn

The Guest House

The Journey

The Open Way

The Pickaxe

Today

To Waiting

When you are with everyone but me,



The Guest House

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
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Rumi
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In your light

In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty, how to make poems.

You dance inside my chest,
Where no one sees you,

But sometimes I do,
And that sight becomes this art.



Rumi