Be with those who help your being
Be with those who help your being Lyrics
Be with those who help your being.
Don't sit with indifferent people, whose breath
comes out cold out of their mouths.
Not these visible forms, your work is deeper.
A chunk of dirt thrown in the air breaks to pieces.
If you don't try to fly,
and so break yourself apart,
you will be broken open by death,
when it's too late for all you could become.
Leaves get yellow. The tree puts out fresh roots
and makes them green.
Why are you so content with a love that turns you yellow?
Don't sit with indifferent people, whose breath
comes out cold out of their mouths.
Not these visible forms, your work is deeper.
A chunk of dirt thrown in the air breaks to pieces.
If you don't try to fly,
and so break yourself apart,
you will be broken open by death,
when it's too late for all you could become.
Leaves get yellow. The tree puts out fresh roots
and makes them green.
Why are you so content with a love that turns you yellow?
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Rumi writes elsewhere that “The cure for the pain is in the pain.”
This poem is likely translated from 13th century Persian.
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