Showing posts with label Birdsong - Rumi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Birdsong - Rumi. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

if a man takes off his sunglasses i can hear him better


As essence turns to ocean,
the particles glisten.

Watch how in this candleflame instant
blaze all the moments you have lived.




How long are you going to beat me
like a drum and make me sigh
for you like a violin.

You answer, "Come, I'll hold you close
and stroke you like a lute."

But I feel more like a flute
that you put to your mouth
and then neglect to blow.



A drunk saw me coming and clapped his hands,
"Look here! Our pilgrim's come back!
Against all his repentance vows."

It was true, but he didn't know much
about glassmaking, the painstaking work.

Remember: the more effort goes in,
the easier we are to break.