October 26, 2008
“ Inside this new love, die
Your way begins on the other side
Become the sky
Take an axe to the prison wall
Escape
Walk out like someone suddenly born into color
Do it now
You’re covered with thick cloud
Slide out the side
Die, and be quiet
Quietness is the surest sign that you’ve died
You’re old life was a frantic running from silence
The speechless full moon comes out now
Rumi •