AFTER RUMI IX


You can say what you like -
It isn't necessarily what you feel

You can name what you aspire to,
But it isn't what you practise.

Language is an elephant,
An emperor, a hollow reed...

Find the words that are your own
Fired from inside your skin

And from the place where you had nothing
But broken husks and shells of meaning

Then when you speak
You will say what you mean.

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