<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=458914" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Taste of Morning</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Time's knife slides from the sheath,<br>as fish from where it swims.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Being closer and closer is the desire <br>of the body. Don't wish for union!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's a closeness beyond that. Why<br>would God want a second God? Fall in</div><div style="margin:10px 0">love in such a way that it frees you<br>from any connecting. Love is the soul's</div><div style="margin:10px 0">light, the taste of morning, no me, no<br>we, no claim of being. These words</div><div style="margin:10px 0">are the smoke the fire gives off as it<br>absolves its defects, as eyes in silence,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">tears, face. Love cannot be said.</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=458914" data-title="The Taste of Morning de Rumi" data-description="Time's knife slides from the sheath, as fish from where it swims. Being closer and closer is the desire of the body. Don't wish for union! There's a closeness beyond that. Why would God want a second God? Fall in love in such a way that it fre..."></div> </div> </div>

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