The Joy Of The Sun

You that love lovers,

this is your home. Welcome

In the midst of making form,

love made this form that melts form,

with love for the door,

and soul, and vestibule.

Watch the dustgraines

moving in the light near the window.

Their dance is our dance.

We rarely hear the inward music,

but we are all dancing to it nevertheless,

Directed by Shams,

the pure joy of the sun,

our music master.

~

Rumi

 

 

 

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