thousand years beyond insanity

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>From Rumi -

 

To the Extent They Can Die

 

A Chinese mirror shows all sides

of a human being. That's for you.

 

Someone born deaf has no more use

for high notes than newborn babies

 

for a fine merlot. What would a

land bird be doing out over open

 

sea? We are rinds thrown out by

the tavern of absolute absence,

 

unconcerned about profits or dowry,

or what to wear. We are a hundred

 

thousand years beyond insanity.

Plato does not speak of this.

 

The physical beauty of men and

women are not images here. Lovers

 

are alive to the extent they can

die. A great soul approaches

 

Shams. What are you doing here?

Answer: What is there to do?