The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don’t go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
Where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don’t go back to sleep.
-Rumi
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I am not sure of the song Suz, if you find out let me know. :-)
There is a group that sings this in a very hushed tone…does anyone know who it could be? I have forgotten.
I especially love “the breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.” I believe it to be true. That is when I am blessed with my most interesting insights.
“you must ask for what you really want.” so hard and so true! xo