<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=458839" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Because I cannot sleep</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Because I cannot sleep<br>I make music at night.<br>I am troubled by the one<br>whose face has the color of spring flowers.<br>I have neither sleep nor patience,<br>neither a good reputation nor disgrace.<br>A thousand robes of wisdom are gone.<br>All my good manners have moved a thousand miles away.<br>The heart and the mind are left angry with each other.<br>The stars and the moon are envious of each other.<br>Because of this alienation the physical universe<br>is getting tighter and tighter.<br>The moon says, 'How long will I remain<br>suspended without a sun?'<br>Without Love's jewel inside of me,<br>let the bazaar of my existence be destroyed stone by stone.<br>O Love, You who have been called by a thousand names,<br>You who know how to pour the wine<br>into the chalice of the body,<br>You who give culture to a thousand cultures,<br>You who are faceless but have a thousand faces,<br>O Love, You who shape the faces<br>of Turks, Europeans, and Zanzibaris,<br>give me a glass from Your bottle,<br>or a handful of being from Your Branch.<br>Remove the cork once more.<br>Then we'll see a thousand chiefs prostrate themselves,<br>and a circle of ecstatic troubadours will play.<br>Then the addict will be freed of craving.<br>and will be resurrected,<br>and stand in awe till Judgement Day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rumi">Rumi</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=458839" data-title="Because I cannot sleep de Rumi" data-description="Because I cannot sleep I make music at night. I am troubled by the one whose face has the color of spring flowers. I have neither sleep nor patience, neither a good reputation nor disgrace. A thousand robes of wisdom are gone. All my good manners ..."></div> </div> </div>

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