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Realizado por um grupo de personalidades que eu gosto muito como são: Deepak Chopra, Madonna, Francis Ford Coppola's Koyaanisquatsi, e com 3 Poemas de Rumi.

São este 3 Poemas de Rumi que vos deixo aqui transcritos...

• My Burning Heart
  
  My heart is burning with love
  All can see this flame
  My heart is pulsing with passion
  like waves on an ocean
  
  my friends have become strangers
  and I’m surrounded by enemies
  But I’m free as the wind
  no longer hurt by those who reproach me
  
  I’m at home wherever I am
  And in the room of lovers
  I can see with closed eyes
  the beauty that dances
  
  Behind the veils
  intoxicated with love
  I too dance the rhythm
  of this moving world
  
  I have lost my senses
  in my world of lovers
  
  
• In my hallucination
  
  In my hallucination
  I saw my beloved's flower garden
  In my vertigo, in my dizziness
  In my drunken haze
  Whirling and dancing like a spinning wheel
  
  I saw myself as the source of existence
  I was there in the beginning
  And I was the spirit of love
  Now I am sober
  There is only the hangover
  And the memory of love
  And only the sorrow
  
  I yearn for happiness
  I ask for help
  I want mercy
  And my love says:
  
  Look at me and hear me
  Because I am here
  Just for that
  I am your moon and your moonlight too
  I am your flower garden and your water too
  I have come all this way, eager for you
  Without shoes or shawl
  
  I want you to laugh
  To kill all your worries
  To love you
  To nourish you
  Oh sweet bitterness
  I will soothe you and heal you
  I will bring you roses
  I, too, have been covered with thorns
  
  
• Intoxicated by Love
  
  Because of your love
  I have lost my sobriety
  I am intoxicated
  by the madness of love
  
  In this fog
  I have become a stranger to myself
  I'm so drunk
  I've lost the way to my house
  
  In the garden
  I see only your face
  From trees and blossoms
  I inhale only your fragrance
  
  Drunk with the ecstasy of love
  
  I can no longer tell the difference
  betweeen drunkard and drink
  Between lover and Beloved

Fiquem bem.

(A Mónada)