A night full of talking that hurts,
my worst held-back secrets: Everything
has to do with loving and not loving.
This night will pass.
Then we have work to do.
Poem by Rumi translated by John Moyne and Coleman Barks. In: (1992). The rag and bone shop of the heart: poems for men. New York: HarperCollins, p. 322. image: “Cupid and psyche” sculpture by Antonio Canova (1757-1822).