Those who don’t feel this Love
pulling them like a river
those who don’t drink dawn
like a cup of springwater
or take in sunset like supper,
those who don’t want to change,
let them sleep
This Love is beyond the study of theology,
that old trickery and hypocrisy
If you want to improve your mind that way,
sleep on
I’ve given up on my brain
I’ve torn the cloth to shreds
and thrown it away
If you’re not completely naked,
wrap your beautiful robe of words
around you
and sleep
(The Diwan of Shams of Tabriz, Jalaluddin Rumi)
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