Wednesday, November 7, 2007
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the bright core of failure
a poem by rumi
sometimes you enter the heart
sometimes you are born from the soul
sometimes you weep a song of separation
it is all the same glory
you live in beautiful forms
and you are the energy that breaks form
all light, neither this nor that
human beings go places on foot
angels, with wings
even if they find nothing but ruins and failure, you are the bright core of that
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