You

I don’t know water from soil
I am spoiled and unconscious
I find no one here, in this home
You may do
You are cautious.
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You are keeping friends together and fine
You are turning the party on
As if you are dining us or you are wine..!
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Outwardly, you are Sun of all suns
Inwardly, you are Soul of all souls
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You are enlivening
You are Christ
You make the gardens laugh
You are breeze
But for the thirsties
You are tough
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O lucky young friend!
Dance and sing:
“O, my young days..!
I miss you
You are remembered- always”

From an Ode by Rumi
Translated by Asef Fekrat