Lightning, your presence from ground to sky, no one knows what becomes of me, when you take me so quickly. – Rumi

Rise up nimbly and go on your strange journey to the ocean of meanings…. Leave and don’t look away from the sun as you go, in whose light you’re sometimes crescent, sometimes full. – Rumi

Don’t put blankets over the drum! Open completely. Let your spirit ear listen to the green dome’s passionate murmur. – Rumi

Today, like every other day, we wake up empty and frightened…. Let the beauty we love be what we do. – Rumi, as interpreted by Coleman Barks