By

Rumi

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Not Christian or Jew or Muslim, not Hindu

Buddhist, sufi, or zen. Not any religion

or cultural system.   I am not from the East

or the West, not out of the ocean or up

from the ground, not natural or ethereal, not

composed of elements at all. I do not exist,

am not an entity in this world or the next,

did not descend from Adam and Eve or any

origin story.   My place is placeless, a trace

of the traceless. Neither body or soul.
 

I belong to the beloved, have seen the two

worlds as one and that one call to and know,

first, last, outer, inner, only that

breath breathing human being.
 

There is a way between voice and presence

where information flows.
 

In disciplined silence it opens.

With wandering talk it closes.
 

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