The Mountain Of Seeker Existence

The mountain of a seeker existence
is like straw before the wind of adam
It saved him from fear and hope

This teacher is a sea
we are the fishes
existence the net
the taste of the sea knows
he who has left the net

O you who turns
my thorns into roses
my desert into garden
my journey into arrival!

My sword and brush in hand
Ready to serve at your command
Swift sharp a whiff of rumi for you!

by zhuli xin

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