FROM "THE ESSENTIAL RUMI"
The morning wind spreads its fresh smell.
We must get up and take that in,
the wind that lets us live.
Breathe before it's gone.
Dance, when you're broken open.
Dance, if you've torn the bandages off.
Dance in the middle of the fighting.
Dance in your blood.
Dance, when you're perfectly free.
~ Jelaluddin Rumi ~