Rumi Part II

Another excerpt from a poem from - Rumi: Bridge to the Soul - by Coleman Barks...For Christine - today - on her birthday!

You Shall Not See Me

You are rest for my soul,
a surprising joy for my bitterness.

Imagination has never imagined
what you give to me.

The sound of someone whistling in the street,
or asking questions. If that person
is bringing word from you,
those sounds are worth more
than all the world's poetry.

There is nothing I want but your presence.
In friendship, time dissolves.

Life is a cup. This connection
is pure wine. What else are cups for?

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