Feel home

Sit for a while in my heart like a mystery; don't go.
Honor my head: rest there like a turban; don't go.
"I come and go," you say, "like the heart's rapid beat."
Don't tease me, sly heart-thief, and please, don't go, my sweet.

-- from Rumi's Kolliyaat-e Shams-e Tabrizi. Edited by Badiozzaman Forouzanfar

A self-portrait.


Also from today:
Another self-portrait Freaks
Round table dinner