The Freshness- Rumi


When it’s cold and raining,
you are more beautiful.

And the snow brings me
even closer to your lips.

The inner secret, that which was never born,
you are that freshness, and I am with you now.

I can’t explain the goings,
or the comings. You enter suddenly,

and I am nowhere again.
Inside the majesty.

2 thoughts on “The Freshness- Rumi

  1. Tricia Chatter is happy. This statement by Rumi is alive with the irony of what appears dreary but which is welcome, expansive, open to possibilities. It is like making a decision to see the beauty in the world. It is that simple. We decide to see the grace.

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