Poetry and Picture—Another Day of Connecting

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Rumi wrote:

“You are the strange autumn rose

that led the winter wind

in by withering.

You are rain soaking everywhere

from cloud to ground.

No bother of talking.

Flowing silence

and sweet sleep beside

the Friend.” (from “Autumn Rose Elegy”)

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I love conversation, the close, intimate kind amongst friends. Won't you join me? I look forward to a good coze.

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