It’s a habit of yours to walk slowly.
You hold a grudge for years.
With such heaviness, how can you be modest?
With such attachments, do you expect to arrive anywhere?
Be wide as the air to learn a secret.
Right now you’re equal portions clay
and water, thick mud......
You are so weak. Give up to Grace.
The ocean takes care of each wave
till it gets to shore.
......(RUMI)

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