“Out beyond ideas 
of wrongdoing 
and rightdoing,
there is a field. 
I’ll meet you there.

When the soul lies down 
in that grass,
the world is too full 
to talk about.
Ideas, language, 
even the phrase 
“each other”
doesn’t make any sense.

The breeze at dawn 
has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep.

You must ask for what 
you really want.

Don’t go back to sleep.

People are going 
back and forth 
across the doorsill
where the two worlds 

The door is round 
and open.

Don’t go back to sleep.”
— Rumi