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Monday, March 27, 2006

A Star Without a Name

When a baby is taken from the wet nurse,
it easily forgets her
and starts eating solid food.

Seeds feed awhile on ground,
then lift up into the sun.

So you should taste the filtered light
and work your way toward wisdom
with no personal covering.

That's how you came here, like a star
without a name. Move across the night sky
with those anonymous lights.

(Mathnawi III, 1284-1288)


Blogger Granny said...

Good morning (or evening where you are).

Monday, 27 March, 2006  
Blogger Mother Damnable said...

Good Morning Granny

Good to be back ;>)

Tuesday, 28 March, 2006  
Blogger sapphoq said...

that one is real pretty. spike q

Tuesday, 28 March, 2006  
Blogger DA said...

That's a wonderful poem. I feel very much attracted to the idea that we all are stardust..

Thursday, 30 March, 2006  

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