I  am dust particles in sunlight.
I am the round sun.
To the bits of  dust I say, Stay.
To the sun, Keep moving.
I am morning mist,
And  the breathing of evening.
I am wind in the top of a grove,
And surf on  the cliff.
Mast, rudder, helmsman, and keel,
I am also the coral  reef they founder on.
I am a tree with a trained parrot in its branches.
Silence, thought, and voice.
The musical air coming through a flute,
A spark of stone, a flickering in metal.
Both candle and the moth crazy  around it.
Rose, and the nightingale lost in the fragrance.
I am  all orders of being, the circling galaxy,
The evolutionary intelligence, the  lift, and the falling away.
What is, and what isn't.
You who  know, Jelaluddin,
You the one in all, say who I am.
Say I am you.
- Rumi
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