Some souls have gotten free of their bodies.
Do you see them? Open your eyes for those
who escape to meet with other escapees,
whose hearts associate in a way they have
of leaving their false selves
to live in a truer self.
I don't mind if my companions
wander away for a while.
They will come back like a smiling drunk.
Thirsty ones die of thirst.
A nightingale sometimes
flies from a garden
to sing in the forest.
~Rumi
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