Thursday, August 7, 2008

Rumi


here's a strange frenzy in my head,
of birds flying,each particle circulating on its own.
Is the one I love everywhere?
Don't expect anymore than what you've put in.
Because all that I am is all that you are.
Battered old bucket, dipping in your well.
I found my dreams
but the moon took me away
It lifted me up to the firmament
and suspended me there
I saw how my heart had fallen
on your path
singing a song.
I Am and I Am Not:
I’m drenched
in the flood which has yet to come
I’m tied up in the prison
which has yet to exist
Not having playedthe game of chess
I’m already the checkmate
Not having tasted
a single cup of your wine
I’m already drunk
Not having entered
the battlefield
I’m already wounded and slain
I no longer
know the difference
between image and reality
Like the shadow
I am
And
I am not.

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