“Givens” (Rumi)

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The drums beating now inside us, we will hear tomorrow too.

We have such fear of what comes next, fear of death.

These loves are like pieces of cotton. Throw them in the fire.

Death will be a meeting like that flaring up, a presence you have always wanted to be with. This body and this universe keep us from freedom.

Those of you decorating your cells so beautifully, do you think they will not be torn down?

Fire-change and the demolishing of prisons

are givens here. Trust that they will come to you.

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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