by Rumi
Every war and every conflict
between human beings has happened
because of some disagreement about names.
It is such an unnecessary foolishness,
because just beyond the arguing
there is a long table of companionship
set and waiting for us to sit down.
What is praised is one, so the praise is one too,
many jugs being poured into a huge basin.
All religions, all this singing, one song.
The differences are just illusion and vanity.
Sunlight looks a little different
on this wall than it does on that wall
and al lot different on this other one,
but it is sill one light.
We have borrowed these clothes,
these time and space personalities,
from a light, and when we praise,
we are pouring them back in.
(from: A year with Rumi, Daily Readings by Coleman Bark,
Reading for July 4th
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