Whirling Dervishes

Today nothing stood still.






Clouds scarecely stood still enough to capture their image.  Shadows blew here and there with the wind.  Even though it was really “I” that was whirling around, like the dervishes, I had the illusion that all of the world was spinning around me while I stood stark still.

Time to clap my hands together and stop.

Rumi – Turning Esctatic: Scene

Be well, and at peace,


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