What will our children do in the morning?
Will they wake with their hearts wanting to play
the way wings should?
Will they have dreamed the needed flights
and gathered the strength from the planets
that all men and women need to balance the wonderful charms of the earth
so that her power and beauty does not make us forget our own?
I know all about the ways of the heart – how it wants to be alive.
Love so needs to love that it will endure almost anything,
even abuse, just to flicker for a moment.
But the sky’s mouth is kind,
its song will never hurt you,
for I sing those words.
What will our children do in the morning
if they do not see us fly?
~ Rumi ~
(Love Poems From God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West by Daniel Ladinsky)
Wow. I never cease to be profoundly moved by Rumi. Thank you kindly for sharing. This is the kind of prose that makes my day!
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