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.
"Who says words with my mouth?" in Ch. 1 : The Tavern, p. 2 - The Essential Rumi (1995)
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.
"Who says words with my mouth?" in Ch. 1 : The Tavern, p. 2 - The Essential Rumi (1995)