rumiquote

o this is so my life. here and now.


Love flies without limits.
Cuts through all veils.
Rejects the life you knew without looking back.
Gives up on feet entirely -- much too slow!
Sees right through appearances.
Ignores obsession and addiction.
My soul remembers its source:
I was in the potter's hands while
he mixed clay and water --
a new home for me, I think.
The kiln is hot. I'm trying to escape!
Willing, unwilling -- what does it matter?
No longer resisting, I get kneaded and molded,
just like every other lump of clay.

--Rumi