That Journeys are Good

If a fir tree had a foot or two like a turtle, or a wing,

do you think it would just wait for the saw to enter?

You know the sun journeys all night under the earth;

if it didn't, how would the cabbages be fed with the rain?

Have you thought of joseph lately/  Didn't he leave his father in tears, going?

Didn't he then learn how to unederstand dreams, and give away grain?

And that man with the long nose, didn't he leave his country, forced to,

and only then learned how to travel through the three worlds?

And you, if you can't leave your country, you could go into yourself, And become a ruby mine, open to the gifts of the sun.

You could travel from your manhood into the inner man, or from your womanhood into the inner woman

by a journey of that sort earth became a place where you find gold.

So leave your complaints and self pity and internalized death energy.

Don't you realize how many fruits have already escaped out of sourness into sweetness?

A good source of sweetness is a teacher, mine is named shams.

You know every fruit grows more handsome in the light of the sun.

by rumi

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