Late and starting to rain,
it's time to go home,
We've wandered long enough,
in empty buildings.
I know its tempting to stay
and meet those new people.
I know its even more sensible
to spend the night here with them
but I want to go home.
We've seen enough beautiful places
with signs on them saying
This is His house. That's seeing the
grain like the ants do,
without the work of harvesting.
Let's leave grazing to cows and go,
where we know what everyone really intends,
where we can walk around without clothes on.
by Rumi
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