The breezes at dawn have secrets to tell you. Don’t go back to sleep.
Jalaluddin Rumi
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this reminds me of one of my favorites: “In the morning when I began to wake, it happened again – that feeling that You, Beloved, had stood over me all night keeping watch, that feeling that as soon as I began to stir You put Your lips on my forehead and lit a Holy Lamp inside my heart. “(Hafiz)
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Hi Fran– this is wonderful! Thank you for sharing something from Hafiz and visiting my bench.
Blessings as the spirit stirs.
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