Other People's Words Wednesday: Like the moon

We share a love of Rumi's words, the Not Boyfriend and I. Sometimes, when life gets complicated or silence between us has turned to tension, I send him a meditation. And most of those times, Rumi wrote it. 

This week, there's no complications or tension in our silence. But I have a feeling he needs to read a reminder of the tender kind of love, that a connection would serve him well in his absence, his exhaustion, his focus on all that is complicated and tense around him.

This is the meditation I chose for us both this time, no longer secretly. Three days to go.