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Friday April 29, 2005 9:13
MY DEAR FRIEND
never lose hope
when the beloved
sends you away
if you're abandoned
if you're left hopeless
tomorrow for sure
you'll be called again
if the door is shut
right in your face
keep waiting with patience
don't leave right away
seeing your patience
your love will soon
summon you with grace
raise you like a champion
and if all the roads
end up in dead ends
you'll be shown the secret paths
no one will comprehend
the beloved I know
will give with no qualms
to a puny ant
the kingdom of Solomon
my heart has journeyed
many times around the world
but has never found
and will never find
such a beloved again
ah I better keep silence
I know this endless love
will surely arrive
for you and you and you
'Rumi, Fountain of Fire' translation by Nader
Khalili
Friday April 22, 2005 9:36
A friend sent
me this today and it arrives with uncanny significance as it was only
yesterday I was talking about how to convey the essence of spirituality.
DAVID CRUMM: 32 years later, a poet's words of wisdom finally make
sense. Read
the article
Saturday April 16, 2005 20:53
37,588
Prayers and meditations
Have to be
As natural and spontaneous
As breathing.
Sri Chinmoy
77,000 Service-Trees
Thursday April 14, 2005 4:31
Only Through This
Abandon this world
That you may become King of all worlds.
Throw away your handful of sugar
That you may become a sugar field.
Leap like a flame through the sky.
Scatter the dark spirits
and become the pillar of heaven.
When Noah sails upon the flooding waters
you will be his ark.
When the Prophet ascends to heaven
you will be his ladder.
When Jesus walks among the weary souls
you will be his healing breath.
When Moses goes forth as a shepherd
you will be his staff.
A divine fire blazes within you.
Don't jump back like a coward.
Cook in the fire!
Bake like bread!
Soon you'll be the prize of every table,
the life-giving food of every soul.
Walk patiently through this troubled world
and you'll find a great treasure.
Even though your house is small, look within it -
you will find the secrets
of the unseen world.
I asked, "Why have I received only this?"
A voice replied,
"'Only this' will lead you to That!"
No more words from my mouth.
I didn't come here to wag my chin,
I came here to chew on sugar-cane.
from "Rumi - In the Arms of the Beloved"
translation by Jonathan Star
Tuesday April 12, 2005 7:33
The Silent Articulation of a Face
Love comes with a knife, not some
shy question, and not with fears
for its reputation! I say
these things disinterestedly. Accept them
in kind. Love is a madman,
working his wild schemes, tearing off his clothes,
running through the mountains, drinking poison,
and now quietly choosing annihilation.
A tiny spider tries to wrap an enormous wasp.
Think of the spiderweb woven across the cave
where Muhammad slept! There are love stories,
and there is obliteration into love.
You've been walking the ocean's edge,
holding up your robes to keep them dry.
You must dive naked under and deeper under,
a thousand times deeper! Love flows down.
The ground submits to the sky and suffers
what comes. Tell me, is the earth worse
for giving in like that?
Don't put blankets over the drum!
Open completely. Let your spirit-ear
listen to the green dome's passionate murmur.
Let the cords of your robe be untied.
Shiver in this new love beyond all
above and below. The sun rises, but which way
does night go? I have no more words.
Let soul speak with the silent
articulation of a face.
'The Soul of Rumi' Trans. Coleman Barks
Sunday April 10, 2005 11:18
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Bittersweet
In my hallucination
I saw my Beloved's flower garden
In my vertigo
In my dizziness
In my drunken haze
whirling and dancing
like a spinning wheel
I saw myself
at the source of existence
I was there in the beginning
and I was the spirit of love
Now I am sober
There is only the hangover
and the memory of love
and only the sorrow
I yearn for happiness
I ask for help
I want mercy
And my love says
Look at me and hear me
because I'm here just for that
I am your moon
and your moonlight too
I am your flower garden
and your water too
I have come all this way
eager for you
without shoes or shawl
I want you to laugh
to kill all your worries
to love you
to nourish you
Oh Sweet Bitterness!
I will soothe you and heal you
I will bring you roses
I too have been covered with thorns.
Deepak Chopra version of Rumi
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