Poetry and Spirituality Nothing is without voice I climb the road to Cold Mountain Hidden under all forms of thought Song of the Sky Loom Beneath the autumn sky The Great Sea Flower in the Crannied Wall A fish cannot drown in water The water is clear The rivers all in Paradise We only came to sleep Where I wander—You! Silently a flower blooms

slide 11 of 14 The rivers all in Paradise Flow with the word Allah, Allah, And every longing nightingale He sings and sings Allah, Allah. — Yunus Emre