Rumi said, "The bamboo flute, which appeals to you so much mourns over its separation from its home, the original bamboo." In Persia and in India the reed flute is taken from the tree; so it says, "I am taken away from my source, my home; made into a piece instead of the whole which I was at first." And this pain in its heart is the only thing that appeals to the heart of those who listen. It touches them and moves them to listen to its longing. There is a very beautiful truth in this.