Who knows the mirror?

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Hi Rumi,

 

Nice poem,

 

but the mirror has so many faces,

how do we know which one is ours??

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

... The mirror who knows us all.

 

We are the mirror as well as the face in it.

We are tasting the taste of eternity.

We are pain and what cures pain, both. We are

the sweet cold water and the jar that pours.

 

I want to hold you as a lute,

so we can cry out with loving.

 

You would rather throw stones at the mirror?

I am your mirror, and you are my stone.

 

Rumi.

 

 

 

 

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