'Love comes with a knife, not some shy question.' ~Rumi
Joyfully surrender
everything but the blade
that passes through your neck.
Now, even that brilliance.
The art of happiness has no practitioner.
The world turns out to be
just what it is
no matter how much you improve it.
A blossoming weed,
crystals of dew on dog shit,
a pearled spider web blooming at night
between two ruined roses.
So many things to be ignorant of:
only one thing to know.
Stay
right where you are
but never
stop.
Learn from the buzzing one
how to steal honey
and leave the flower.
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