The mind is an ocean... and so many worldsare rolling there, mysterious, dimly seen!And our bodies? Our body is a cup, floatingon the ocean; soon it will fill, and sink...Not even one bubble will show where it went down.The spirit is so near that you can't see it!But reach for it... don't be a jarFull of water, whose rim is always dry.Don't be the rider who gallops all nightAnd never sees the horse that is beneath him.
— The jar with a dry rim by Rumi, translated by Robert Bly
or, as Brian Koberlein puts it:
Image: Two Years At Sea
or, as Brian Koberlein puts it:
We borrow our existence from the cosmos. We flow on until, like spirals of water, we fade back into the calm.
Image: Two Years At Sea
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