When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase each
other
doesn't make any sense.
Today, like every other day, we wake
up empty
and frightened. Don't open the door to the
study
and
begin reading. Take down a musical
instrument.
Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss
the
ground.
RUMI