I need another Rumi poetry book.

Pale sunlight,
pale the wall.


Love moves away.
The light changes.


I need more grace
than I thought.


-Rumi

I'm not quite sure what to do. I feel as though I'm hanging in limbo. I don't know what to reach for, what to cling to, what to release, what to bury. I'm not sad or depressed; I'm not satisfied. But, I'm okay with that for now.