Time changes, oh, friend,
Your midnight of frightening dreams
Is twilight of purple sky for me
With breeze of dreams and fulfillment
Sun rises and sets the same moment
And your morn to me is the beginning of a sleep
World is always sleeping and waking up
Different people dream at different times.
My nightmare is daydream to you,
My moonlight is hot sun to you
Yet, let us agree
Not to exchange good for evil, life for death,
And creation for destruction
15 THE OLD EARTH
Let us share flower and fragrance,
Let us admire the qualities of creation
And not the properties of weapons and enmity
There is a bounty beneath every human relation
A bounty not the evils spirits can steal away
Time and space cannot destroy it
It is the fragrance of sighs,
And notes of the lakes and songs of the larks
Telling the saddest thoughts of man
Flutes carry it in their hollows
Hallowed by the holes of octave
Rumi the pedestrian sang it along
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