On the anniversary of his death. This is one of my favourites.
Come, come, whoever you are.
Wonderer, worshipper, lover of leaving.
It doesn’t matter.
Ours is not a caravan of despair.
Come, even if you have broken your vow
a thousand times
Come, yet again, come, come.
Here’s a beautiful article about the celebration of his life: Ripening of Love: An Ode to Rumi on the Anniversary of His Death
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