Without a net, I catch a falcon
and release it to the sky, hunting
You. This wine I drink today was
never held in a clay jar. I love
this world, even as I hear the great
wind of leaving it rising, for there
is a grainy taste I prefer to every
idea of heaven: human friendship.
- Rumi
Photo: ©2009 David W. Sumner
and release it to the sky, hunting
You. This wine I drink today was
never held in a clay jar. I love
this world, even as I hear the great
wind of leaving it rising, for there
is a grainy taste I prefer to every
idea of heaven: human friendship.
- Rumi
Photo: ©2009 David W. Sumner