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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=460971" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In the Spirit of Rumi 34-Chickpeas</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Today I’m cooking chickpeas, <br>having, as the Argentinians say, <br>‘earned my chickpeas’ – since<br>they cannot always run to<br>bread-and-butter but I digress</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As the heat rises, the chickpeas bounce<br>up to the surface as if they’ll <br>do all they can in that – what? –<br>half-living, half-dead state? -<br>to jump out of the pan and<br>go – where? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes they bounce up so vigorously<br>that I almost feel guilty about being so ignorant and<br>so insensitive about Creation’s arrangements<br>for chickpeas and men.. isn’t being boiled thus, <br>becoming soft and nutritious, <br>being eaten with (barely) gratitude, <br>releasing the generous earth’s minerals<br>to feed this great creation, man, in person, <br>their destiny, their self-realisation? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Come to think about it, they are in<br>some several ways more virtuous than I: <br>they’ve done their level best to be<br>good chickpeas (have I in my way, equalled them?) : <br>they’ve not tried to be anything<br>other than themselves (alas, oh have I not…) : <br>they’ve rested content to be as they are, <br>not as far as I know desiring<br>mutation, or whatever (I’m full of desires every second..) : <br>they’ve improved continuously through<br>their life (alas, what can I claim…?) : <br>and they don’t waste their precious energies<br>fearing that they’ll die before they’re quite, quite ready<br>(here I won't even start to comment...) : </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the world of metaphor, it seems, <br>chickpeas and I are equals; <br>perhaps, dear Rumi, that’s<br>just how it ought to be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Shepherd">Michael Shepherd</a><div class=q>
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having, as the Argentinians say, 
‘earned my chickpeas’ – since
they cannot always run to
bread-and-butter but I digress

As the heat rises, the chickpeas bounce
up to the surface as if they’ll 
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