Two Friends – Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

A certain person came to the Friend’s door 

and knocked. 

‘Who’s there?’ 

‘It’s me.’ 

The Friend answered, ‘Go away. There’s no place 

for raw meat at this table.’ 

The individual went wandering for a year. 

Nothing but the fire of separation 

can change hypocrisy and ego. The person returned 

completely cooked, 

walked up and down in front of the Friend’s house, 

gently knocked. 

‘Who is it?’ 


‘Please come in, my self, 

there’s no place in this house for two. 

The doubled end of the thread is not what goes through

the eye of the needle. 

It’s a single-pointed, fined-down, thread end, 

not a big ego-beast with baggage.’

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