Saturday, February 4, 2012

A craftsman pulled a reed from the reedbed,
cut holes in it, and called it a human being.

Since then, it's been wailing a tender agony
of parting, never mentioning the skill
that gave it life as a flute.

-- Rumi
(The Essential Rumi,
translated by Coleman Barks with John Moyne)

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