The Jar with the Dry Rim

The mind is an ocean . . . and so many worlds

Are rolling there, mysterious, dimly seen!

And our bodies? Our body is a cup, floating

On the ocean; soon it will fill, and sink . . . . .

Not even one bubble will show where it went down.

The spirit is so near that you can’t see it!

But reach for it. . . Don’t be a jar

Full of water, whose rim is always dry.

Don’t be the rider who gallops all night

And never sees the horse that is beneath him.

–Rumi (Jalal ad-din Rumi, 1207 – 1273)

 


 

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