“Two Lovings” (Rumi)

Soul comes wearing a shape, with fragrance, with the new-green, with a trembling hand, with generosity. No. That implies a being apart.

Companion and confessor at once, red and yellow, you join me in the gathering, and you stay away. You come late.

You are the source of two lovings, fire one day, ice another.

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