I am the Bird; O come, be my light Wings.

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I am the Vine; Strong Elm, O give me leave, All round Thee my fond Tendrils now to weave. I am the Ivy; be my Cedar Trunk, That I no more to Earth's damp soil may cleave. I am the Bird; O come, be my light Wings, That soaring I yon azure Heaven retrieve.

Source Rûmî, Divan (Hastie), Gazel 9 · 📖 Read the full passage

✨ To meditate on today

According to Rûmî, the soul is like a vine seeking a strong tree, an ivy seeking a trunk, a bird asking for wings: it rises toward Heaven only by leaning on the divine Beloved. Today, choose a weakness you carry and entrust it to God in a simple sentence, "Be my support", then move forward with that trust.

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