Inside this new love, Die!
Your way begins on the other side!
Become the sky.
Take an ax to the prison wall,
Escape. Walk out.
Like someone suddenly born into color,
Do it now!
You're covered with thick cloud
Slide out the side. Die!
And be quiet.
Quietness is the surest sign you've died!
Your old life was a frantic running
from silence!
The speechless full moon comes out now!
(Jelaluddin Rumi)
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