That hurt we embrace....

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In a message dated 6/25/2006 4:14:14 P.M. Pacific Daylight Time,

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That hurt we embrace becomes joy. Call it to your arms where it can change.

A silkworm eating leaves makes a cocoon. Each of us weaves a chamber of

leaves and sticks. Like Silkworms, we begin to exist as we disappear inside

that

room.

 

Without legs we fly. When I stop speaking, this poem will close in silence

more magnificent.With

 

I dont regret how much I love and I avoid those who repent their passion. -

Rumi

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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That hurt we embrace becomes joy. Call it to your arms where it can change. A

silkworm eating leaves makes a cocoon. Each of us weaves a chamber of leaves and

sticks. Like Silkworms, we begin to exist as we disappear inside that room.

 

Without legs we fly. When I stop speaking, this poem will close in silence

more magnificent.....

 

I dont regret how much I love and I avoid those who repent their passion. -

Rumi