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Then new happenings happened, and said:

‘Don’t move a muscle. Something overwhelmingly

generous is on its way.’

 

The sun is a fountain of light. It is you.

I am a tree shadow on the earth.

You make angles curve.

 

 

The soul at dawn is the night sea

that slowly begins to incandesce its gratitude.

 

Then at sunset, again, Venus gradually

becomes the moon; and then she is the sky.

 

All this comes of smiling back

at your smile.

 

Rumi

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