A common space for harmonic peacemakers
Lesson 204: Your River
Your eyes opened in mine; I saw
Your snow-Light soaking every garden.
Your ears bloomed in mine; I heard
Your river running over every stone.
- Jalal-ud-Din Rumi
(Translated by Andrew Harvey from A Year of Rumi)
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