...a way of seeing beyond inner and outer.

Cooked Heads: The seed

Cooked Heads
I have been given a glass
that has the fountain of the sun inside,

a Friend in both worlds, like the fragrance
of amber inside the fragrance of musk

My soul-parrot gets excited with sweetness.
Wingbeats, a door opening in the sun.

You've seen the market where they sell 
cooked heads: that's what this is,

a way of seeing beyond inner and outer.
A donkey wanders the sign of Taurus.

Heroes do not stay lined up in ranks
for very long. I set out for Tabriz

even though my boat is anchored here

Jalāl ad-Dīn Muḥammad Balkhī, known to most of us as Rumi
Translation by Coleman Barks

I'd like to thank them both....