((ASLEEP AND LISTENING by Rumi))

Day before yesterday,
fire whispered to the fragrant smoke,
Aloes wood loves me,
because I know how to untie it and let it loose.
This burning must occur, or nothing will happen.
Sperm cell disappears into egg. Then a new beauty appears.
Bread and broth must dissolve
in the stomach before energy comes. Raw ore gets refined into coins.
It is necessary for you to experience nonbeing.
Love takes you toward that. Asleep beside the splashing water, let it say secrets into you.
Be a sleep and a pure listening at the same time.

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