A man sits in the orchard, fruit trees full andthe vines plump.He has his head on his knee, .. his eyes are closed.His friend says, " Why stay sunk in mysticl meditationwhen the world is like this?Such visible grace. "He replies, " This outer is an elaboration of the inner.I prefer the orgin. "Natural beauty is a tree limb reflected in the waterof a creek, quivering there, not there.The growing that moves in the soul ... is more real thantree limbs and reflections.We laugh and feel happy or sad over all this. "Truly instead to get a scent of the tree orchard.Taste the vineyard within ... the vib´neyard. "
- RUMI
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