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This Aloneness

This aloneness is worth more than a thousand lives.
This freedom is worth more than all the lands on earth.
To be one with the truth for just a moment,
Is worth more than the world and life itself.

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Excerpt from Rumi, 'Thief of Sleep' translated by by Shahram Shiva

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  • February 24, 2005
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    hi..i am 13 years old and i really find ur poem spiritual and lovely..it touched my heart...keep it up..

    luv bonnie


  • GaryCGibson
    January 3, 2005
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    This is a good poem with the venerable ascetic tradition structured implicitly within its economic structure. In nature the purity of the essence of the creation is manifestly more evident on occasion than within the temperal viccicitudes of human society. This morning a light yet solid dusting of snow was present upon the craggy mountains in the desert, while at the summit variegated ridge line a dense and mysterious, private yet intamite white cloud enshrouded the highest reaches as clouds are wont to do on mountains.

    At the base of the rugged mountains, upon the lower slopes of which thousands of houses huddled emptily, lifelessly, a glowing gold band of sunshine emerged to flow as a pointed gift from above.
    Edited on Jan 03, 2:04 p.m. because ''.