In the end, the mountains of imagination were nothing
but a house.
And this grand life of mine was nothing but an excuse.
You’ve been hearing my story so patiently for a lifetime
Now hear this: it was nothing but a fairy tale.
2023-12-24
Poem | In The End |
Author / Poet | Rumi |
Tags | Fairy Tale, Lifetime, Mountain |
In the end, the mountains of imagination were nothing
but a house.
And this grand life of mine was nothing but an excuse.
You’ve been hearing my story so patiently for a lifetime
Now hear this: it was nothing but a fairy tale.
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