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.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Beloved

In truth everything and everyone
Is a shadow of the Beloved,
And our seeking is His seeking
And our words are His words ...
We search for Him here and there,
...While looking right at Him.
Sitting by His side, we ask:
"O Beloved, where is the Beloved?"
-Rumi

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