Asleep and Listening ~Rumi
Day before yesterday,
fire whispered to the fragrant smoke,
Aloes wood loved me,
because I know how to untie it
and let it loose.
This burning must occur,
or nothing will happen.
Sperm cell disappears into egg.
Then a new beauty appears.
Bread and broth must dissolve
in the stomach before energy comes.
Raw ore gets refined into coins.
It is necessary for you
to experience nonbeing.
Love takes you toward that.
Asleep beside the splashing water,
let it say secrets into you.
Be a sleep and a pure listening
at the same time.
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