your hand

Your hand opens and closes and opens and closes.  If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralyzed.
- Rumi


Reminds me of a song called "hands"  by Jewel, in which she sings "in the end only kindness matters"

grief

Grief can be the garden of compassion. If you keep your heart open through everything, your pain can become your greatest ally in your life's search for love and wisdom.  
- Rumi

going away

It may be that the satisfaction I need depends on my going away, so that when I've gone and come back, I'll find it at home.

- Rumi

grieving

Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.
- Rumi