I am a collector of words

Words feed me, free me, comfort, uplift and heal me. I've been saving my favorites in books, handwritten over the years and thought that perhaps in sharing them, not only am I preserving them for myself, but perhaps others may also find healing in them as I have.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Rumi

"Drums sounds rise on the air,
and with them, my hear.
A voice inside the beat says,
I know you are tired,
but come.
This is the way."   Rumi
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