such a onederful/wonderfilled day with the wind perfect and the world full of beauty and love… feeling set free to fly out of the cell following the sound of the cosmic bell… facing fear and being led with grace, thanks be great mystery for this sacred space… continuing on with dearest Rumi and his ecstatic rhapsody…

My eyes are like the sun that makes promises;

the promise of life

that it always

keeps each morning.

The living heart gives to us as does that luminous sphere,

both caress the earth with great

tenderness.

This is a breeze that can enter the soul.

This love I know plays a drum. Arms move around me;

who can contain their self before my beauty?

Peace is wonderful,

but ecstatic dance is more fun, and less narcissistic;

gregarious He makes our lips.

On a day when the wind is perfect,

the sail just needs to open

and the love starts.

Today is such

a day.

~ Rumi ~