Seeing through the Beloved’s Eyes

Borrow the Beloved’s eyes. Look through them and you’ll see the Beloved’s face everywhere. No tiredness, no jaded boredom…things you have hated will become helpers.

– Jalaluddin Rumi, translated by Coleman Barks, We Are Three

Ode to Dirt

Dear dirt, I am sorry I slighted you, I thought you were only the background for the leading characters—the plants and animals and human animals.