Out beyond ideas
of wrongdoing and right doing,
there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and rightdoing there is a field.
I'll meet you there.

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I'll meet you there.

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and rightdoing 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.

Somewhere beyond right and wrong, there is a garden. I will meet you there.

Rumi, a 13th-century Sufi poet, says, "Out beyond the worlds of right-doings and wrong-doings, there is a field. I will 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' no longer makes any sense." I humbly add that out beyond the worlds of war and peace, there is a field, and there are many women and men [who] are meeting there. Let us make this field a much bigger place. Let us all meet in that field.

And there is a place where we one day will delve
Where there's no more walking on eggshells
Where ideas are for free, oh it's the place to be
Your great mind's no longer the minority
I'll see you there with your hands in the air
Where the canvas is bare
And there's no more despair...
and I'll see you there

I shall meet your General in the warfield.

Believe it to be true and meet yourself there.

We shall meet in the place where there is no darkness.

Come when thou will: I shall meet thee bravely.

I don't know where or when/but I know you will arrive.

In some far off place Many light years in space I’ll wait for you. Where human feet have never trod, Where human eyes have never seen. I'll build a world of abstract dreams And wait for you.

What will you do,
when it is your turn in the field with the god?