Thursday, July 1, 2021

Today, like every other day...

 

Today, like every other day, we wake up empty
and frightened.  Don't open the door to the study
and begin reading.  Take down a musical instrument.

Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are a hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground.

--Rumi

[New England Youth Ensemble Europe Tour 2004]




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