Saturday, August 27, 2005

Rumi

The clear bead at the centre changes everything.
There are no edges to my loving now.
I've heard it said there's a window that opens
from one mind to another,
but if there's no wall, there's no need
for fitting the window, or the latch.

Furunzanfar #511
(translated by John Moyne and Coleman Barks)

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