THE IRANIAN: Poetry, Rumi

http://www.iranian.com/Arts/Rumi/1584.html

I asked, “Where is your home, beautiful moon?”
She said, “In the wreck of your drunken heart.
I am the sun shining into your ruin.
Long may you call this wild wasteland your home.”

#1584, from Rumi’s Kolliyaat-e Shams-e Tabrizi

thank you and good night

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