My heart, sit only with those
who know and understand you.
who know and understand you.
Sit only under a tree
that is full of blossoms.
Not every eye can see,
not every sea is full of pearls.
that is full of blossoms.
Not every eye can see,
not every sea is full of pearls.
My heart, sing the song of longing
like nightingale.
First, lay down your head,
then one by one
let go of all distractions.
then one by one
let go of all distractions.
Embrace the light and let it guide you
beyond the winds of desire.
There you will find a spring and
be nourished by its sweet waters...
Rumi
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