Here I go again. This may be the last time. Casting Crowns is playing. I’m in the lower level where I feel safe. Protected. I say it softly.
People are asking me, what’s happening? Another news story. Another WTF. Sorry God. I’ve been swearing a lot lately. It makes me feel good. Am I getting caught up in it too?
I’m reading about the poet Rumi. I was taken by his words. His belief. His faith. I told my friend. They reply that he was Muslim. I read that Americans think he was one of the greatest poets ever read in America. Wikipedia.
When he was young, he encountered a persian poet in the desert. Here comes a sea, followed by an ocean, he said. He was referring to a boy following his father. He gave the boy his Asrārnāma, a book about the entanglement of the soul in the material world. This meeting had a deep impact on the eighteen-year-old Rumi and later on became the inspiration for his works.
They’re only words, right?
Now watch the video below. Each time I post a video song, you’re supposed to listen, yet I know that no one does. Not yet. Maybe this time.
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