The words of Rumi

We can't help being thirsty, moving toward the voice of water

Milk drinkers draw close to the mother.

Muslims, Christians, Jews, Buddhists, Hindus, shamans,.

Everyone hears the intelligent sound and moves, with thirst, to meet it.

Clean your ears.

Don't listen for something you're heard before.

Invisible camel bels, slight footfalls in sand.

Almost in sight!

The first word they call out will the last word of Our Last Poem.