In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest,
where no one sees you,
but sometimes I do,
and that light becomes this art.
~Rumi
as translated by Coleman Barks
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Today’s random word comes from my friend, Aaron Dietz‘s book Super. Â I wrote about his book a few years ago when it was published. Â Today’s word is breaking. breaking with tradition. Â breaking up. Â breaking hearts. Â breaking old habits. Â break dancing. Â breakfast. Â breaking a pattern. Â give me a break. Â breaking. Breaking is a delightful word for…
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