What comes, will go. What is found, will be lost again. But what you are is beyond coming and going and beyond description.
RumiVery little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wildflowers will come up where you are.
RumiWhat comes, will go. What is found, will be lost again. But what you are is beyond coming and going and beyond description.
RumiVery little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wildflowers will come up where you are.
Rumi