Read the signs in the firmament
Tea is drunk

Come, come again, come


Closing in the solstice / New Jersey / Dec. 2007

Come, come, whoever you are,
Wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving --
    it doesn't matter,
Ours is not a caravan of despair.
Come, even if you have broken your vows
    a hundred times
Come, come again, come.

~ Rumi


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