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thanks for the poem...does anyone else have inspiring messages. personally i think very simple messages are the best
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Dear Sangha, Rumi's Words are beautiful. I hope they inspire people who are normally uninspired - I, unfortunately, don't believe they can... I hope I am wrong, but I do not believe in these beautiful stories and words any more, I see them as being just words. there is no offence intended here, but it just isn't as practical as it can be. best regards
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I hope this poem inspires you. Enough Words? How does a part of the world leave the world? How can wetness leave water? Don't try to put out a fire by throwing on more fire! Don't wash a wound with blood! No matter how fast you run, your shadow more than keeps up. Sometimes, it's in front! Only full, overhead sun dimishes your shadow. But that shadow has been serving you! What hurts you, blesses you. Darkness is your candle. Your boundaries are your quest. I can explain this, but it would break the glass cover on your heart, and there's no fixing that. You must have shadow and light source both. Listen, and lay your head under the tree of awe. When from that tree, feathers and wings sprout on you, be quieter than a dove. Don't open your mouth for even a cooooooo. ... The soul lives there in the silent breath. - Rumi

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