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I seek to sing in praise of You But my tongue will wither,dry. I long to write odes and verses, lauding You, but the world of its ink,I would deprive. Extolling You is like giving the ocean a droplet. Would the Sun be made splendid by my lit candle? But my soul is soothed by an answer from You, "Your failure to praise is praise enough."

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Mar 17, 2015

Mar 17, 2015 at 4:55 AM UTC

How do I praise You?

I seek to sing in praise of You But my tongue will wither,dry. I long to write odes and verses, lauding You, but the world of its ink,I would deprive. Extolling You is like giving the ocean a droplet. Would the Sun be made splendid by my lit candle? But my soul is soothed by an answer from You, "Your failure to praise is praise enough."

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Adjust your vision. It seems to me that it seems to you that your sins are small and your good deeds,tall.

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Sep 10, 2013

Sep 10, 2013 at 1:00 PM UTC

Adjust your vision

Adjust your vision. It seems to me that it seems to you that your sins are small and your good deeds,tall.

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The warm meal shall soon be cold, all that is new shall soon be old, all this you have been told, so just sleep in your ageless soul.

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Sep 6, 2013

Sep 6, 2013 at 7:57 AM UTC

Ageless

The warm meal shall soon be cold, all that is new shall soon be old, all this you have been told, so just sleep in your ageless soul.

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Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, Worshipper, lover of leaving. It doesn’t matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. Come, even if you have broken your vow a hundred times. Come, yet again, come, come. – Attributed to Rumi

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Sep 5, 2013

Sep 5, 2013 at 9:38 AM UTC

Come

Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, Worshipper, lover of leaving. It doesn’t matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. Come, even if you have broken your vow a hundred times. Come, yet again, come, come. – Attributed to Rumi

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Somewhere in this world, someone is weaving your burial shroud. A shovel waits cold, for it's time to dig your grave. What have you prepared for this inevitable meeting?

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Mar 19, 2013

Mar 19, 2013 at 9:03 AM UTC

Somewhere in this world

Somewhere in this world, someone is weaving your burial shroud. A shovel waits cold, for it's time to dig your grave. What have you prepared for this inevitable meeting?

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You haven't dared yet lose faith---so how can faith grow in you? You haven't dared yet risk your heart--so what can you see of reality? You're obsessed--still!--with the carnal screams of your life. How do you hope to step into the Mystery of the King?" ---from a work inspired by the poetry of Rumi(may God have mercy on him)

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Feb 12, 2013

Feb 12, 2013 at 11:53 AM UTC

You haven't......

You haven't dared yet lose faith---so how can faith grow in you? You haven't dared yet risk your heart--so what can you see of reality? You're obsessed--still!--with the carnal screams of your life. How do you hope to step into the Mystery of the King?" ---from a work inspired by the poetry of Rumi(may God have mercy on him)

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How many a person has laughed and cheered in life and every breath, but teary-eyed and regretful as they are approaching Death.

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Jan 27, 2013

Jan 27, 2013 at 4:02 AM UTC

How Many

How many a person has laughed and cheered in life and every breath, but teary-eyed and regretful as they are approaching Death.

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The good die young. The young die good. Plato said that only the dead saw the end of war. Those who wish to have immortal glory should find glory in the Immortal The good die young The young die good.

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Jan 14, 2013

Jan 14, 2013 at 10:06 AM UTC

The Good Die Young

The good die young. The young die good. Plato said that only the dead saw the end of war. Those who wish to have immortal glory should find glory in the Immortal The good die young The young die good.

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Humanity. Sympathy. Empathy. Unity. Tranquility. Honesty. Generosity. Sagacity. Purity. Sincerity. Quality. Amity. Morality. Humility.

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Dec 6, 2012

Dec 6, 2012 at 6:36 AM UTC

Humanity