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Some People Can't Go Into Church Any Longer To Feel This Longing, But They Still Have The Longing, So What Do They Do? Well, One Thing You Can Do Is What People Do In Prison; They Turn To Poetry.

When Anyone Seriously Pursues An Art - Painting, Poetry, Sculpture, Composing - Over Twenty Or Thirty Years, The Sustained Discipline Carries The Artist Down To The Countryside Of Grief, And That Descent, Resisted So Long Proves Invigorating. . . . As I've Gotten Older, I Find I Am Able To Be Nourished More By Sorrow And To Distinguish It From Depression.

Rumi Is Astounding, Fertile, Abundant, Almost More An Excitable Library Of Poetry Than A Person.

What Does It Mean When A Man Falls In Love With A Radiant Face Across The Room? It May Mean That He Has Some Soul Work To Do. His Soul Is The Issue. Instead Of Pursuing The Woman And Trying To Get Her Alone, Away From Her Husband, He Needs To Go Alone Himself, Perhaps To A Mountain Cabin, For Three Months, Write Poetry, Canoe Down A River, And Dream. That Would Save Some Women A Lot Of Trouble.

I Have Daughters And I Have Sons./when One Of Them Lays A Hand/on My Shoulder, Shining Fish/turn Suddenly In The Deep Sea.