Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase “each other”
doesn’t make any sense.
-Rumi
Let your light shine!
Amy
Love this image, and poem!
Thank you! I love this poem as well. I’ve been admiring this poem for a while.
This is one of my favourite poems. A sign with the first two lines of this poem is on a farm gate. It speaks volumes. I wish the world was listening.
I have mostly seen just the first two lines of the poem. I love the idea of putting the words up in a visible place. Yes, if only the world was listening…