I belong to the beloved. Have seen the two worlds as one and that one call to and know. ...First, Last, Outer, Inner, only that breath breathing. HUMAN BEING.
RumiDaylight, full of small dancing particles and the one great turning, our souls are dancing with you, without feet, they dance. Can you see them when I whisper in your ear? All day and night, music, a quiet, bright reedsong. If it fades, we fade.
Rumi