Thursday, May 8, 2008

ananta

Zurich.  on a wednesday night.

Do not avoid your suffering. 
Plunge it in the river.

Purify your stubbornness. 
Drown it. Bury it.

Your body is a stingy piece of incence
that won't let go of its healing smoke
until you put it in the fire.

Rumi again is in my mind.
now,... laying here after the sun. 
the cool evening air has wrapped around me and invited me to rest. 

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