How long will you keep pounding on an open door

begging for someone to open it?

I am your moon

and your moonlight too

I am your flower garden

and Your water too

I have come all this way

eager for you

without shoes or shawl

I want you to laugh

to dispel 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. 

The springtime of Lovers has come,

that this dust bowl may become a garden;

the proclamation of heaven has come,

that the bird of the soul may rise in flight.

The sea becomes full of pearls,

the salt marsh becomes sweet as spring rain,

the stone becomes a diamond from the mine,

the body becomes wholly soul. Rumi

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