Saturday, November 05, 2005

poem of Rumi

COME, COME, WHOEVER YOU ARE.
WONDERER, WORSHIPPER, LOVER OF LEAVING.
IT DOESN'T MATTER.
OURS IS NOT A CARAVAN OF DESPAIR.
COME, EVEN IF YOU HAVE BROKEN YOUR VOW
A THOUSAND TIMES
COME, YET AGAIN, COME, COME.

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