rumi for friday
Today, like every other day, we wake up empty
and frightened. Don’t open the door to the study
and begin reading. Take down a musical instrument.
Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.
translation: Coleman Barks
Be kind to yourself, dear — to our innocent follies.
Forget any sounds or touch you knew that did not help you dance.
You will come to see that all evolves us.
translation: Daniel Ladinsky