I was trying to veg out over the weekend fending off one intelligent thought after another.I don't know how vegetarians do it. One slipped through. My apologies to Mr. Rumi and his lovely wife, Henrietta.
No Rumi at the Inn
Seek refuge within the mountain fortress of oneness during times of praise
Seek refuge within the valley fortress of singleness during times of condemnation
Ah! But what happens when we find ourselves lost in the desert of apathy
Where looks and words whirl furiously before dying at our feet
Seek here amidst the blowing, blinding sands a Rumi home
Safe from the two great tests
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