Remorse
Remorse opens the soul In a particular way The soul weeps as His Mercy showers And cleanses her Separation from God is the soul’s Deepest grief God knows and walks…
One of my favorite Rumi poems (translated by Coleman Barks – Like This) Yesterday at dawn, my Friend said, How long will this unconsciousness go on? You fill yourself with…
It is not an easy thing The writing of these words There is no effort of trying Flowing from whence they come To where they go I am busy with…