November, 6th 2016

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I’ll meet you there. 
– Rumi –

Lead me to that field,

where the tree dances under the sun,

where the rain kisses my cheek

and the wind caresses my skin.

Lead me to that place,

where pain and pleasure

share the same bed of celebration,

where Life and Death

bear the same seed of Being.

– Marù –

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