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Lost in words of longing
I never once stopped
To notice the page
.
Ridding myself of the world
The longing and the Beloved
Have become one
.
Who knew?
The distance between me and you,
Was but a silent prayer
.
Who knew?
The appearance of me in you,
Was just a love affair.
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Prompt: "Be empty of worrying. Think of who created thought!
Why do you stay in prison, when the door is so wide open?
Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence.
Flow down and down in always widening rings of being."
- Rumi, Community of the Spirit
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