slow growth

   

 

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The most living moment comes when
those who love each other meet each

other's eyes and in what flows

between them then. To see your face

in a crowd of others, or alone on a 

frightening street, I weep for that.

Our tears improve the earth. The

time you scolded me, your gratitude,

your laughing, always your qualities

increase the soul. Seeing you is a 

wine that does not muddle or numb.

We sit inside the cypress shadow

where amazement and clear thought

twine their slow growth into us.


—Rumi

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