We Gather At Night To Celebrate Being Human. Sometimes We Call Out Low To The Tambourine. Fish Drink The Sea, But The Sea Does Not Get Smaller! We Eat The Clouds And Evening Light. We Are Slaves Tasting The Royal Wine.

-Rumi

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We Gather At Night To Celebrate Being

Rumi

We Gather At Night To Celebrate Being Human. Sometimes We Call Out Low To The Tambourine. Fish Drink The Sea, But The Sea Does Not Get Smaller! We Eat The Clouds And Evening Light. We Are Slaves Tasting The Royal Wine.

Topic

Wine

Night

Clouds

This Poetry. I Never Know What I'm Going To Say. I Don't Plan It. When I'm Outside The Saying Of It, I Get Very Quiet And Rarely Speak At All.

Quiet

Speak

Plans