Postcard from Damascus…

Tonight, I see the realm of joy and pleasure.
I’ve lost myself in it,
and it has lost itself in me:
No religion,
No dogma,
No conformity,
No guilt,
No shame,
No fear,
No conviction,
No uncertainty remain.
In the middle of my heart,
a star appears,
and the seven heavens
are lost in its brilliance.
— Rumi