A poem from Rumi put to music in a 1½ minute video.
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase “each other”
doesn’t make any sense.
Photography: Ursula Dietl
Music: Isisip – “the lotus flower”