Moonlight floods the whole sky
from horizon to horizon;
How much it can fill your room
depends on its windows.
You are so weak. Give up to grace.
The ocean takes care of each wave
till it gets to shore.
You need more help than you know.
Don't try to steer the boat.
Don't open shop for yourself.
Listen. Keep silent.
You are not God's mouthpiece.
Try to be an ear,
And if you do speak, ask for explanations.
You have forgotten the One
who doesn't care about ownership,
who doesn't try to turn a profit
from every human exchange.
What matters
is how quickly you do what your soul directs.
Drum sound rises on the air,
its throb, my heart.
A voice inside the beat says,
"I know you're tired,
but come. This is the way."
~ Rumi
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