‘Ode 314’ – A Love Letter to You

Rumi

Those who don’t feel this love pulling them like a river, those who don’t drink dawn like a cup of spring water, or take in sunsets like supper, those who don’t want to change; let them sleep. This love is beyond the study of theology, that old trickery and hypocrisy. I, you, want to improve your mind that way, sleep on. I’ve given up on my brain. I’ve torn the cloth to shreds, and thrown it away. If you’re completely naked, wrap your beautiful robe of words around you, and sleep.

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