With Rumi as a guide, I will dance like a dervish.
The sound of the ney will surrender my soul to the universe.
Deserting my ego, I will give birth to the truth and like a planet orbiting itself and around the sun, I will whirl and whirl and whirl, letting the obstacles be unblocked; becoming a lighter body, transparent.
And I will turn towards truth, with my right hand looking up and my left hand looking down, connecting the divine with the earthly; sacrificing my mind to love... I will die before I die.
I will get to Nirvana.
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