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Nov 29th, 2007 at 9:03 pm
rumi makes love to my soul!!
of course… (I’m realizing) … that is exactly what he was doing! Always.
In his writing, I realize… there is no “MY” soul. It is Self. And he has always courted it, made love to it!!
He sings to it, and of it, so beautifully!
THANK you!