Rumi
The Morning Wind Spreads
The morning wind spreads its fresh smell.
We must get up and take that in,
that wind that lets us live.
Breathe before it's gone.
Rumi - 'The Essential Rumi' - Coleman Barks
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Licking her wounds she glances from side to side, soul half open. Wandering out, she finds, the farther she ventures, the more she finds and the fuller she feels.