I am a slave and servant of that Beloved who is not bored, not disgusted. I have nothing to do with the others. “You are dreaming. You cannot reach Union,” they say. But, nothing reflects on the surface of muddy water. Rubailer, Page 218, Rubai #3
This Is a Gift for You (2/7/16)
You are hiding your heart from me, pretending you don't know anything about it. You are mixing up words and all the letters of the alphabet as if you don't know how to write. (more…)