I tried to think of some way to let my face become yours. “Could I whisper in your ear a dream I’ve had? You’re the only one I’ve told this to.” You tilt your head, laughing, as if, “I know the trick you’re hatching, but go ahead.” I am an image you stitch with goldContinue reading “The Least Figure – Rumi”
Gamble everything for love, if you’re a true human being. If not, leave this gathering. Half-heartedness doesn’t reach into magesty. You set out to find God, but then you keep stopping for long periods at mean-spirited roadhouses.