“Dance, when you’re broken open.
Dance, if you’ve torn the bandage off.
Dance in the middle of the fighting.
Dance in your blood.
Dance when you’re perfectly free.”
Anyone who has read the timeless poetry of Rumi would agree that it easily has the ability to stir up so many emotions, not the same for all. Of course, it’s true even for the works of other great poets and writers. Personally, ever since I first read Rumi, it ensured leaving its stamp forever on my mind. That’s the affect of great artists and their works, conquering time! And even coming to the rescue of an average girl like me, who does not understand poetry as much as she would love to, some day.
Looking back, this verse/quote though had found me when I was going through a rough phase which is also why I think, I felt these words so intensely. Though I only see this connection now. You cannot see how the events are unfolding when you in the middle of it, but once you live it, and move out of it, only then you can look back and connect the dots. Anyhow, I often think how wonderful it is when something meaningful finds you exactly when you need it!
I had come across this sketch and attempted to recreate it, it’s a very rough, raw sketch without any attempts to perfect those massive imperfections. Though mine is a poor attempt (apologies to the original artist, who I don’t) but I thought it goes along well with those profound words.