“A pearl in the shell does not touch the ocean.
Be a pearl without a shell,
a mindful flooding, a spark turned to flame, bird settling nest, love lived.
I hear nothing in my ear but your voice.
Heart has plundered mind of all its eloquence.
Love writes a transparent calligraphy,
so on the empty page my soul can read and recollect.
If I had a hundred mouths
I would sing choral praise,
but I have just this solo tongue,
which is timid and confused
with the energy waiting to come through…
I walk awkwardly
but the smoke goes straight up.”
― Rumi
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