Danse, danse Odore ♪
Poems by Rumi

bedbones:

Be melting snow. 
Wash yourself of yourself.

A white flower grows in quietness.
Let your tongue become that flower. 

Dance, when you’re broken open. 
Dance, if you’ve torn the bandage off. 
Dance in the middle of the fighting. 
Dance in your blood. 
Dance, when you’re perfectly free.
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