Friday, December 15, 2006

A community of the spirit

When I was home in New Zealand I bought my self a copy of "The Essential Rumi" with translations of Rumi's poems by Coleman Barks. I was inspired to read more Rumi after reading a few poems on Boho Girl's blog, and I am very pleased that I acted on the inspiration. This morning I read this wonderful poem and felt my spirits lift. There is a community of the spirit. Join it, and feel the delight of walking in the noisy street, and being the noise. Drink all your passion, and be a disgrace. Close both eyes to see with the other eye. Open your hands, if you want to be held. Sit down in this circle. Quit acting like a wolf, and feel the shepherd's love filling you. At night, your beloved wanders. Don't accept consolations. Close your mouth against food. Taste the lover's mouth in yours. You moan, "She left me." "He left me." Twenty more will come. Be empty of worrying. Think of who created thought. Why do you stay in prison when the door is so wide open. Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence. Flow down and down in always widening rings of being.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Aaah, that's lovely.

Thank you. I took the liberty of posting it in my blog also.

Herat is an adjustment, I'm sure but it's the heartland of poetry, I hope you can tap into that.