Be with those who help your being
Be with those who help your being.
Don�t sit with indifferent people, whose breath
comes 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?
Rumi
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