Photo of Tiffany Curren by Victoria Gockeler, VLG Photography

A Star Without a Name

When a baby is taken from the wet nurse, it easily forgets her and starts eating solid food.

Seeds feed awhile on ground, then lift up into the sun.

So you should taste the filtered light and work your way toward wisdom with no personal covering.

That’s how you came here, like a star without a name.

Move across the night sky with those anonymous lights.

— Rumi