The Light grows in the East; I in the West On Mountain top, reflect the Morn's delight.

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The Light grows in the East; I in the West On Mountain top, reflect the Morn's delight. To Beauty's Sun, I'm but the pale moon here; Then look from me towards the Sun's face bright. The Light in East is called JELÁLEDDÍN; And here my verse reflects its glowing White.

Source Rûmî, Divan (Hastie), Gazel 1 · 📖 Read the full passage

✨ To meditate on today

According to Rumi, the poet is only a pale moon reflecting the light of a greater Sun, and he invites us not to stop at the reflection but to look toward its source. Today, when something or someone seems beautiful to you, go one step further: ask yourself which light this beauty reflects, and give thanks for it.

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