Monday, August 23, 2010
love
Thursday, July 15, 2010
gamble everything for love
Monday, June 28, 2010
Let Me be Mad
O incomparable Giver of life, cut reason loose at last!
Let it wander grey-eyed from vanity to vanity.
Shatter open my skull, pour in it the wine of madness!
Let me be mad, as You; mad with You, with us.
Beyond the sanity of fools is a burning desert
Where Your sun is whirling in every atom:
Beloved, drag me there, let me roast in Perfection!
Thursday, June 3, 2010
no fear
Sunday, May 30, 2010
where everything is music.
Friday, May 28, 2010
garden of love
Saturday, May 22, 2010
intention
Sunday, April 25, 2010
poor copies
Pale earthly pictures mouldering to decay,What care although your beauties break and fall,When that which gave them life endures for aye?Oh never vex thine heart with idle woes:All high discourse enchanting the rapt ear,All gilded landscapes and brave glistering showsFade-perish, but it is not as we fear.Whilst far away the living fountains ply,each petty brook goes brimful to the mainSince baron nor fountain can for ever die,Thy fears how foolish, thy lament how vain!What is this fountain, wouldst thou rightly know?The Soul whence issue all created things.Doubtless the rivers shall not cease to flow,Till silenced are the everlasting springs.Farewell to sorrow, and with quiet mindDrink long and deep: let others fondly deemThe channel empty they perchance may find,Or fathom that unfathomable stream.The moment thou to this low world wast given,A ladder stood whereby thou might'st aspire;And first thy steps, which upward still have striven,From mineral mounted to the plant; then higherTo animal existence; next, the Man,With knowledge, reason, faith. Oh wondrous goal!This body, which a crumb of dust began-How fairly fashioned the consummate whole!Yet stay not here thy journey: thou shalt growAn angel bright and home far off in heaven.Plod on, plunge last in the great Sea, that soThy little drop make oceans seven times seven.'The Son of God!' Nay, leave that word unsaid,Say: 'God is One, the pure, the single Truth.'What though thy frame be withered, old, and dead,If the soul keep her fresh immortal youth?
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
keep walking
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
cloud cover
Monday, March 29, 2010
my burning heart
My heart is burning with love
All can see this flame
My heart is pulsing with passion
like waves on an ocean
my friends have become strangers
and I’m surrounded by enemies
But I’m free as the wind
no longer hurt by those who reproach me
I’m at home wherever I am
And in the room of lovers
I can see with closed eyes
the beauty that dances
Behind the veils
intoxicated with love
I too dance the rhythm
of this moving world
I have lost my senses
in my world of lovers
Monday, February 22, 2010
infinite love
lift me up
Sunday, January 31, 2010
insanity
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
spiritual window-shoppers
These spiritual window-shoppers,
who idly ask, 'How much is that?' Oh, I'm just looking.
They handle a hundred items and put them down,
shadows with no capital.
What is spent is love and two eyes wet with weeping.
But these walk into a shop,
and their whole lives pass suddenly in that moment,
in that shop.
Where did you go? "Nowhere."
What did you have to eat? "Nothing much."
Even if you don't know what you want,
buy _something,_ to be part of the exchanging flow.
Start a huge, foolish project,
like Noah.
what people think of you.
Rumi, 'We Are Three', Mathnawi VI, 831-845
Friday, January 15, 2010
say i'm you
I am the round sun.
To the bits of dust I say, Stay.
To the sun, Keep moving.
I am morning mist,
and the breathing of evening.
I am wind in the top of a grove,
and surf on the cliff.
Mast, rudder, helmsman, and keel,
I am also the coral reef they founder on.
I am a tree with a trained parrot in its branches.
Silence, thought, and voice.
The musical air coming through a flute,
a spark of stone, a flickering in metal.
Both candle and the moth crazy around it.
Rose, and the nightingale lost in the fragrance.
I am all orders of being, the circling galaxy,
the evolutionary intelligence, the lift, and the falling away.
What is, and what isn't.
You who know, Jelaluddin,
You the one in all, say who I am.
Say I am you.