Today
Today, like every other day, we wake up empty
and frightened. Don't open the door to the study
and begin reading. Take down a musical instrument.
Let the beauty we love be what we do,
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.
Rumi
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TodayToday, like every other day, we wake up empty
and frightened. Don't open the door to the study
and begin reading. Take down a musical instrument.
Let the beauty we love be what we do,
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.
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