Come My Treasure
I've had enough of sleepless nights, of my unspoke grief, of my tired wisdom.
Come my treasure, my breath of life come and dress my wounds and be my cure.
Enough of words. Come to me without a sound.
~Rumi
It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end. ~Ursula K. Le Guin
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