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In Damascus the sun was setting below the horizon when Rumi heard the familiar laughter. Half mad with hope, Rumi ran into the desert. Before he could utter a single cry, his foot went out from under him and he fell, his open mouth filled with sand. In that moment he realized there was nothing to chase because there was nothing to catch. He could not chase God or Shams because each lived eternally within him. Rumi left Damascus and returned to Konya a changed man. He left his books behind forever. It would take him the rest of his life to express the love and mysteries he shared with Shams. Rumi found in poetry the only form of expression befitting his reverence for his teacher Shams of Tabriz." - The Eternal Friendship of Rumi and Shams ♥ ♥

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