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The Dome of the Inner Sky
by RUMI The Great King is within me. He is my dearest friend. Don't look at my sallow face, Look at how I stand with legs of iron! Always turning toward that one who gave me life. I am the glorious Sun, the ocean laden with pearls. Within my heart is the grandeur of heaven, Outside, the lowly earth. I travel in this world like a bee in a jar. But don't listen to my woeful buzzing My house is filled with honey! O heart, if you want to join us, raise yourself to the dome of the inner sky Enter the fortress that no one can break. The vast and mighty waters move the grinding stones of heaven. I am that great wheel, crying so sweetly, turning with the flow of rushing water. Men, demons, and spirits all follow my command. Can't you see that I am Solomon, With a shimmering seal on my ring? Why should I be weary when every cell of my body is bursting with life? Why should I be a donkey's slave when I ride upon a magical horse? Why should I be less than the Moon when there are no scorpions at my feet? Why should I stay at the bottom of a well when a strong rope is in my hand? I've built a place for the falcons of my soul Fly this way, O birds of spirit, for I am surrounded by a hundred mighty towers! I am the rays of the Sun dancing through the windows of every house. I am carnelian, gold, and rubies, even though this body is made of water and clay. Whatever pearl you seek, look for the pearl within the pearl! The surface of the earth says, "The treasure is within." The glowing jewel says, "Don't be fooled by my beauty the light of my face comes from the candle of my spirit." What else can I say? You will only hear what you are ready to hear. Don't nod your head, Don't try to fool me the truth of what you see is written all over your face!
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