When Grapes Turn To Wine – Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

When grapes turn 

to wine, they long for our ability to change. 
When stars wheel 

around the North Pole, 

they are longing for our growing consciousness. 
Wine got drunk with us, 

not the other way. 

The body developed out of us, not we from it. 
We are bees, 

and our body is a honeycomb. 

We made 

the body, cell by cell we made it

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