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The Creation Word by Mevlana Jelaluddin Rumi Three days now it has been like this.

. I dip my pitcher in the fountain. It fills with blood.

The rose garden is all desert thorns and stone. I chant spells to lure the genii back into the bottle. Nothing happens.

A beloveds frown destroys the lover. Come back. Brighten my eye even if I do not deserve it.

!y loving asks "hat have I done# A voice replies $o not look to yourself. The cause is beyond every here and now. The life gift is given and then taken away. It is not for us to know why or how.

%race comes with the creation word Be. That gate opens without hesitating.

Between the push of buh and the smooth launch of ee There is an infinite moment when everything happens.

From Rumi: The Big Red Book The %reat !asterpiece Celebrating !ystical &ove ' (riendship pp. ))* The collected translations by Coleman Barks

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