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I wonder from these thousand of "me's", which one am I? Listen to my cry, do not drown my voice I am completely filled with the thought of you. Don't lay broken glass on my path I will crush it into dust. I am nothing, just a mirror in the palm of your hand, reflecting your kindness, your sadness, your anger. If you were a blade of grass or a tiny flower I will pitch my tent in your shadow. Only your presence revives my withered heart. You are the candle that lights the whole world and I am an empty vessel for your light. Rumi - "Hidden Music
Topics
- Sadness
- Whole
- Shadow
- Voice
- Heart
- Ifs
- Flower
- Broken
- Blades
- Palms
- Cry
- Broken Glass
- Lays
- Wonder
- Empty Vessels
- Thoughts Of You
- Withered
- Candle
- Thousand
- Filled
- Revive
- Path
- Glasses
- Whole World
- Mirrors
- Tents
- Blades Of Grass
- Dust
- Kindness
- World
- Reflecting
- Hands
- Grass
- Your Presence
- Crush
- Vessel
- Light
- Tiny
- Empty