All About Rumi's

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mixed Poetry Contest My choice crafts between the two R. U M I' S; "The Rubs of Life" and "The Loves of Life" The finest threads between the two quotes wherein, daily challenges were met at any hour, --and more within said hour, bearing variable measures of satisfaction that were relayed to me via the immediacy of spoken words, or via letters of written words, both hundreds, and also, thousands of miles apart having two concurrent employers. Those fits of idiosyncrasies that were excised from those high-powered individuals of government, and of industry, and of wealth, and of public notoriety; all affected my rhythmic heartbeat to harmonize moments, whereby, it left none to note that it is exiting into the void ... such was my life's work, and my home life, as well ... to say that it was less hectic, --my nose would grow a foot. I find myself heading in and going out, then again, something goes amiss, something unplanned, a loss of direction which way is which I must be in control as an anticipant I conclude chapters and episodes long 'ere the tale started. Then something in my head kicks in an unmentionable test of my intellect that went dark decades ago ... then the mystery somehow unravels another day is saved ... but was it really all that ... "I know Mom, it wasn't all that, --Thank God."