for shoeing a donkey, when you could be seated
with one who is always in union with God,
who carries a beautiful garden inside himself.
You could be moving in a great circuit
without wings, nourished without eating,
sovereign without a throne.
No longer subject to fortune,
you could be luck itself,
if you would rise from sleep,
leave the market-arguing, and learn
that your own essence is your wealth."
-- Rumi, from Coleman Barks'
A Year with Rumi
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