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.
~ Unnamed, Rumi (Persian, 1207-1273), translated by Coleman Banks
Image: Le Blanc Seing, 1965 by Rene Magritte