“The Nothing of Roselight” (Rumi)

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Death comes, and what we thought we needed loses importance.

The living shiver, focused on a muscular dark hand, rather than on the glowing cup it holds, or the toast being proposed.

In that same way, love enters your life, and the I, the ego, a corrupt, self-absorbed king, dies during the night.

Let him go. In the dawn

breathe cold new air, the nothing of roselight.

Published by adamazim1988

I have a Bachelor's Degree in History/Government and International Relations from George Mason University, and a Master's Degree in International Affairs with a Concentration in U.S. Foreign Policy from American University in Washington, DC. I was born in New York City, and have lived in Northern Virginia since childhood. I am an independent writer and an entrepreneur. I am also a book author.

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