You say, "But look, I'm using the dagger. It's like a knife of the finest tempering nailed into a wall to hang things on. It's a golden bowl being used to cook turnips, when one filing from the bowl could buy a hundred suitable pots. If you don't do it, it's as though a priceless Indian sword were used to slice rotten meat. That work is the purpose, and each is specific to the person. So human being come to this world to do particular work. It's as if a king has sent you to some country to do a task, and you perform a hundred other services, but not the one he sent you to do. If you forget everything else and not this, there's nothing to worry about, but if you remember everything else and forget this, then you will have done nothing in your life.
There is one thing in this world you must never forget to do.
The Soul of Rumi: A New Collection of Ecstatic Poems When you come back inside my chest no matter how far I've wandered off,Īt the end of my life, with just one breath left, if you come then, I'll sit up and sing.Īnd down the road, as the folds of my shroud open in the wind,
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