xxii
How to heal a heart:
stand alone, drop your stories,
fall in love with this.
xxiii
When my aloneness
smiled with simple contentment
love loosed its wild song.
xxiv
Now that I’m clueless,
emptiness dances naked
wherever I gaze.
Life moves. It’s taking itself off the mountain and into the marketplace again. Who knows what will unfold? The only thing I’m certain about is that gratitude and fulfillment go with me – one’s my left leg, the other my right…
three haiku from cloud mountain hermitage
echoes from emptiness 
Love “drop your stories” and Rumi exhorts us to “be dumbfounded”.
Beautiful messages of letting go and trusting life.
Thank you for your comment Di – yes, “trusting life”! It’s so much easier when you wake up to the fact that you’re Life itself! (I know you’re onto this…)
Love equals knowledge equals silence – of the Heart (all three with capital letters)
I’m re-blogging this on my FB and blog.
Thank you dear Alberto 🙂