Inside this new love, die.
Your way begins on the other side.
Become the sky.
Take an axe to the prison wall.
Escape.
Walk out like someone suddenly born into color.
Do it now.
You're covered with thick clouds.
Slide out the side. Die,
and be quiet. Quietness is the surest sign
that you've died.
Your old life was a frantic running
from silence.
The speechless full moon
comes out now.
Quietness, by Rumi
Translated by Coleman Barks
Home is where the love is.
Dear one, I love your Rumi trabsmission. Thankyou for sharing a wisdom that is so clear and subtle. Rumi is like a mantra that transforms ignorance into knowledge.
ReplyDeleteAlways yours, David