Saturday, January 12, 2008

The Freshness - Rumi

When it's cold and raining,
you are more beautiful.
And the snow brings me
even closer to your lips
The inner secret, that which was never born,
you are that freshness, and I am with you now.
I can't explain the goings,
or the comings. You enter suddenly,
and I am nowhere again.
Inside the majesty.
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