Monday, March 15, 2010


You're all geniuses, and you're all beautiful. You don't need anyone to tell you who you are. You are what you are.

-John Lennon

That's how you came here, like a star
without a name. Move across the night sky
with those anonymous lights.


And another Rumi:

Out beyond ideas of wrong-doing and right-doing
There is a field.

I'll meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about.

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