the minute

“The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing
how blind that was.
Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere.
They’re in each other all along.” 
― RumiThe Illuminated Rumi

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8 Responses to the minute

  1. andy1076 says:

    Beautiful words and beautiful photo 🙂

  2. Hummm…..a good quote.

  3. elisaruland says:

    The poem you posted along with your beautiful photograph took my breath away, and I sat still for a minute…letting it sink in.

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