viernes, 15 de junio de 2012

I too





I've come all this way eager for you,


without shoes or shawl.



I want you to laugh, to kill all your worries.



to love you, to nourish you.



Oh sweet bitterness,



I will soothe you and heal you.



I will bring you roses.



I too have been covered with thorns.



Rumi

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