THE WATERWHEEL | |
Stay together, friends. Don't scatter and sleep. Our friendship is made of being awake. The waterwheel accepts water and turns and gives it away, weeping. That way it stays in the garden, whereas another roundness rolls through a dry riverbed looking for what it thinks it wants. Stay here, quivering with each moment like a drop of mercury. |
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Coleman Barks, Tr., The Essential Rumi (San Fransico: Harper Collins, 1995) |