Inside this new love, die.
Your way begins on the other side.
Become the sky
Take and axe to the prison wall.
Escape.
Walk out like someone suddenly born into color.
Do it now.
You're covered with a thick cloud.
Slide out the side. Die,
and be quiet. Quietness is the surets sign
that you've died.
Your old life was a frantic running
from silence.
The speechless full moon
comes out now.
~Rumi
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