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Wednesday, February 27, 2013

THE KING OF THE WORLD IS DEAD


When the rose is gone and the garden faded
you will no longer hear the nightingale's song.
The Beloved is all; the lover just a veil.
The Beloved is living; the lover a dead thing.
If love withholds its strengthening care,
the lover is left like a bird without care,
the lover is left like a bird without wings.
How will I be awake and aware
if the light of the Beloved is absent?
Love wills that this Word be brought forth


RUMI

cybershamans (karmapolice) / CC BY-NC-ND 3.0
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2 comments:

I Love this picture of the warrior princess with the Kris knives.

it's the Morrigu, Lee, and our king is dead, my sorrow is unbearable

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