Thursday, June 25, 2009

“....When they give themselves up, they clap their hands; When they leave behind the imperfections of the self, they dance. Their minstrels play music from within; and whole oceans of passion foam on the crest of the waves.”    Rumi

Quoted in: Stephen Nachmanovitch, Free Play, New York: Tarcher, 1990, p 53

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