We are as the flute, and the music in us is from thee; we are as the mountain and the echo in us is from thee.
RumiAnd don't think the garden loses its ecstasy in winter. It's quiet, but the roots are down there riotous.
RumiWe are as the flute, and the music in us is from thee; we are as the mountain and the echo in us is from thee.
RumiAnd don't think the garden loses its ecstasy in winter. It's quiet, but the roots are down there riotous.
Rumi