Brother stand the pain; Escape the poison of your impulses. The sky will bow to your beauty, if you do. Learn to light the candle. Rise with the sun. Turn away from the cave of your sleeping. That way a thorn expands to a rose. A particular glows with the universal.
Mevlana Rumi
(1207 - 1273)
Source: Rumi Daylight: A Daybook of Spiritual Guidance
