You sit here for days saying, This is strange business.
You are the strange business.
You have the energy of the sun in you,
but you keep knotting it up at the base of your spine.
You are some weird kind of gold
that wants to stay melted in the furnace,
so you won’t have to be coins.
— Rumi, from "Strange Business"; translated by Coleman Barks
oh superbe ce cadrage
ReplyDeleteOh my, Ruth. Isn't that the truth...more often than not!
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