Spring by Rumi

Again, the violet bows to the lily.Again, the rose is tearing off her gown!The green ones have come from the other world,tipsy like the breeze up to some new foolishness.Again, near the top of the mountainthe anemone’s sweet features appear.The hyacinth speaks formally to the jasmine,“Peace be with you.” “And peace to you, lad!Come walk … Continue reading Spring by Rumi