Tuesday, February 10, 2009

self Confinement

When clutches of the "self" break away,
they clap their hands and break into dance
as their imperfections fade away.
The musicians within strike the tambourine,
and the seas burst into foam at their ecstasy.

-Rumi, "The Life and Thought of Rumi"

1 comment:

Victor said...

Thinking is never free.