Open Thread: What Circles So Perfectly

Gamble everything for love,

if you’re a true human being.

If not, leave this gathering.

Half-heartedness doesn’t reach into majesty. You set out to find God, but then you keep stopping for long periods at meanspirited roadhouses.

Don’t wait any longer. Dive in the ocean, leave and let the sea be you. Silent, absent, walking an empty road, all praise.

— Rumi

The last few lines of this were the introduction to my book, The Dream Antilles.

The middle stanza I particularly like: How much time, I wonder, have I been wasting, stopping for long periods at meanspirited roadhouses?