Thursday, April 25, 2013

In Gaps


 Why must you live in gaps, when you own the world?
 Own every stone, fiber, even me,
 To know you, I must enter the gap,
 Hear the sweet music of my being,
 And hum along softly, till the unfamiliar song becomes one with the tongue.

The Song of the Sufi Masroof

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