"i'll meet you there"

rumi's words to ponder over:

Out beyond the right and wrong,
there is a field. I'll meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase "each other" doesn't make any sense.

i love the visual imagery these words generate. i wonder if you see the same beautiful, lush green, sunbathed meadows that i see. where there is no right and wrong, no good nor bad. where our souls lie down to be with each other in earnest, where there is naught but peace. and boundless love. and complete understanding.