There is a field...
out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field.
I'll meet you there.
when the soul lies down in that grass,
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
[RUMI]
[RUMI]
[shared with me by blogger friend, Zafu]
[photography by Kevin Schnepp]
[photography by Kevin Schnepp]
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general spirituality,
poetry
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srsof course this is from rumi ... love the field photo ... fabulous ... a great place to find this and other rumi poems is: the illuminated rumi, pg 98, coleman barks ... also, the essential rumi has it on pg 36
Thanks 'anon' - ya, I guess I forgot to put Rumi on it! I'll do that now...
Nice.
Ah, yeah.
This is one of those, those that speak of the unspeakable and almost touch it. I remember Darrell blogging it, I think.
Like love, it's new every time.
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