domenica 30 maggio 2010

I said, meet me in the garden.
You know the one,
it is called Smiling Spring.

There are nightingales chirping away,
wine and candle lights,
and companions as soft as
pomegranate blossoms.

You think this all would sound so perfect!
But without you by my side,
what use is the Smiling Spring?
And when you are with me,
what use are pomegranate blossoms?

Rumi

lunedì 17 maggio 2010

With the Beloved's water of life, no illness remains
In the Beloved's rose garden of union, no thorn remains.
They say there is a window from one heart to another
How can there be a window where no wall remains?

Rumi

lunedì 10 maggio 2010

The Happy Virus

I caught the happy virus last night
When I was out singing beneath the stars.

It is remarkably contagious
So kiss me.

Rumi
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there.

Rumi

lunedì 3 maggio 2010

Dance when you are broken open,
Dance when you have torn the bandages off,
Dance in the middle of the fighting,
Dance in your blood,
Dance when you are perfectly free!

Rumi