Posts in "Poems" Category

Reversal

The caravans had no food, and yet food was dropping
all about them. If anyone had said,
‘Look! Over here!’
they would have thought him insane, or drunk.

How can this happen? Or am I dreaming?
I walk up to the trees. I eat the fruit.
I might as well believe.

―Rumi

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Zero

Zero
Is where the Real Fun starts.

There’s too much counting
Everywhere else!

—Hafez

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A Cushion for Your Head

Just sit there right now
Don’t do a thing
Just rest.

For your separation from God,
From love,

Is the hardest work
In this
World.

Let me bring you trays of food
And something
That you like to
Drink.

You can use my soft words
As a cushion
For your
Head. —Hafiz

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Darling …

You say, How long will you beg from others,
when there are things born of you
that emperors want?

Rumi

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Bonfire at Midnight

A shout comes out of my room
where I’ve been cooped up.
After all my lust and dead living
I can still live with you.
You want me to.
You fix and bring me food.
You forget the way I’ve been.

The ocean moves and surges in the heat
of the middle of the day,
in the heat of this thought I’m having.
Why aren’t all human resistances
burning up with this thought?

It is a drum and arms waving.
It is a bonfire at midnight on the top edge of a hill,
this meeting again with you.
—Rumi

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