Rumi
Light the fire.
This is now. Now is all there is. Don't wait for Then; strike the spark, light the fire.
Sit at the Beloved's table, feast with gusto, drink your fill
then dance the way branches of jasmine and cypress dance in a spring wind.
The green earth is your cloth; tailor your robe with dignity and grace.
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