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In the corner of the garden there is gate
with the spring latch broken –
it just swings there in the wind
where a wild strawberry patch is hidden.
I suppose with all that depends,
the scent was carried by my tender affection.
Published 8th May 2016
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8th May 2016 10:02am
It's lovely. I can hear the nasal metallic swing of the fence, I can smell the strawberries scent wafting up, when the wind carries in your direction. My buddhist teacher is particularly fond of this quote by Rumi. Out beyond the notion of right doing and wrong doing, there is a field. I will meet you there. Namaste. :)
8th May 2016 5:25pm
8th May 2016 5:42pm
The mystical Rumi - oh gosh I love , one of my favorites.
"When someone mentions the gracefulness
of the night sky, climb up on the roof
and dance and say, Like this."
~ the Essential Rumi
So thoughtful your comments, thank you :)
"When someone mentions the gracefulness
of the night sky, climb up on the roof
and dance and say, Like this."
~ the Essential Rumi
So thoughtful your comments, thank you :)
8th May 2016 3:26pm
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