On Rumi, meeting, and the places where our categories dissolve DIYAR-E-GHAYR I often wonder whether we have truly grasped the depth of Rumi’s words: “Somewhere beyond right and wrong, there is a garden. I will meet you there.” And perhaps the moment we think we have exhausted their meaning is precisely the moment we drift furthest from it. These words…
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