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Book of Days

 
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Nobody knows Love like Rumi.

This poem really spoke to me today.

 

Bittersweet

In my hallucination
I saw my beloved’s flower garden
In my vertigo, in my dizziness
In my drunken haze
Whirling and dancing like a spinning wheel

I saw myself as the source of existence
I was there in the beginning
And I was the spirit of love

 

Now I am sober

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