rumi's poems

A few more poems (thanks to Miss H for the poem shout out!)...these are by Rumi (1207-1273).

I like when the music happens like this:

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Something in His eye grabs a hold of a tambourine in me,

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then I turn and lift a violin in someone else.

and they turn, and this turning continues,

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it has reached you now.

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Isn't that something?

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Great lions can find peace in a cage.

But we should only do that as a last resort.

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So those bars I see that restrain your wings,

I guess you won't mind if I pry them open.